Liam
She’s at Noah’s. Wow.
Yeah, she’d mentioned it, but I hadn’t expected they’d be meeting that quickly. I guess my ghosting act has ended—right before it even started.
And no, I’m not ghosting her to make her feel bad. But I know Maya. One look at me and she’d regret everything—or worse, paint me as the bad guy, which I am.
I figured giving her space for a couple of days would be fine. Apparently, it won’t be. Because she’d be seeing Noah a little more often—and knowing that dickhead, he’d make a play at her.
That’s why, not even fifteen minutes after I got the call from one of her bodyguards, I was dressed and in my car, driving off to Noah’s. Alone.
Maya probably wouldn’t appreciate me getting involved in her business, but come on—can’t a guy want to spend time with his girlfrie
