Cousins In Love: An Alpha Bad Boy Romance (Book 3) by Lisa Lang Blakeney Read Free Book Online Page B

being about ninety minutes. When I sleepily stretch and adjust my position in the bed, it clues Sloan in on the fact that I'm not in a deep sleep any longer. So she decides to pounce on the opportunity and much to my chagrin ... makes a suggestion.
    "Bitsy."
    "Yep," I say tersely.
    "Let's go get coffee."
    "Now? What time is it?"  
    Eww, my throat sounds raspy.
    "Noon."
    Ugh, I never sleep in this late. Okay that's it. I'm on an alcohol hiatus at least until Christmas.
    "Did Roman call?" I ask.
    "Nope."  
    Her gleeful response irritates me, because she's supposed to be cheering for my new relationship, not wishing for its demise, but that's an argument for another day.  
    "Looks like he'll be totally fine with this new Friday arrangement, huh?"
    Sloan can be a real bitch sometimes.  
    "Oh be quiet."
    I briskly grab my phone and check it for any text messages. There's nothing there, which I already knew would be the case, but I just wanted to make sure. So I decide to text him instead.
    Me: Hey
    Roman: Duchess
    Me: Are you all right?
    Roman: No
    Me: What's wrong?
    Roman: Why aren't you at home?
    Me: Because I'm at Sloan's
    Obviously, duh.
    Roman: Aren't you two a little old for sleepovers?
    Me: I drank too much. So I stayed here.
    There's a delay in his response. That pause is his way of letting me know that he's annoyed with me for staying out and probably irritated more so with my drinking. Although I find him to be such a hypocrite.  
    He's fine with me drinking as long as he's around to reap the benefits of my inebriation. He can get away with murder once I've had my usual limit of two drinks. Although some of it is pure acting on my part. I'd allow Roman Masterson to do almost anything to me with or without the liquid courage.
    Roman: We agreed to Fridays. Not Saturdays. I'll talk to you later.
    Jerk.
    Me: Fine  
    I refuse to engage him when he acts like this, and honestly he's been acting like this a lot lately. It's starting to make me think all sorts of crazy things. Like maybe he's growing tired of me or tired of a committed relationship. I mean this is the longest one he's ever been in, or maybe the only one he's be in. Or maybe our differences are starting to take a toll? I don't know. Some days I can see us as a gray haired couple sitting on rocking chairs, and some days I'm not even sure we'll make it past next week.
    "What did the Dark Knight have to say for himself?" Sloan asks with the same disingenuous tone that Roman uses when he asks about her.
    "Nothing at all."
    "Mmm-hmm. So you ready for that coffee then?"
    "Yep, but I'm going to need a sweatshirt and a pair of your Converse."
    "No problem, girl."

    As I lean against the cool ceramic tiles in Sloan's shower, I put myself through a mental checklist of all the things I have on tap for next week. I have an interview with my first national newspaper on Monday, thanks to some coverage I received a month ago from a local blogger. It will be amazing to have a spotlight interview and start getting the word out about School Bucks in a bigger way.  
    Sales for my app have picked up during the autumn season, because that's when parents begin to earnestly look into SAT coaching and testing, early admissions, and scholarship searches for their kids. This is a great time to actively expand the database as well as strengthen features of the app, which is why I'm so fortunate to have such a great coder like Blake (my new employee) on board.  
    With his help, I don't think it's too much of a stretch to have an expanded and updated version of the app ready by Christmas. A lot of students will be getting new smartphones for the holidays as gifts and will download lots of new apps when they do. I want School Bucks to be one of those apps, because who doesn't need money for college right?
    On Tuesday I'll be working most of the day, and on Wednesday I've agreed to help Juliette with a little home project of hers. She wants to re-shelve and paint her pantry. Why she