HDU #2: Dirt Read Online Free

twitched
into a crooked smile.   “Been like,
three months right?”
    “Ugh, yes.”
    “Yeah.   We’ll leave you alone at that
point.”   She grimaced and shook her
head, her platinum hair catching the light.   “God, I feel bad for your neighbors tonight.”
    Amanda blinked,
taking a second to realize what she was alluding to.   “Oh.   Ha.   Right.”   She blinked again, harder this time, trying to suppress the
flashback of kissing Liam in the bed of her East Village sublet on that day
that he’d come back to get her.   Amanda shuddered at herself and the memory of that day.   God .   He had been on top of her in her bed,
down to boxer briefs and pretty much hard as a rock by the time she’d abruptly
sat up and realized that she couldn’t go through with it.   Not yet.   It was technically the first official day of their
relationship.   She wanted a fresh
beginning, to leave the mess of the past few months behind and start anew.   She wanted to feel as if they’d truly
been dating before sharing that kind of moment.
    That was what
she told him, anyway.
    And it was half
true.   She did want to feel as if
she’d actually been in a relationship before having sex.   But there was the other half of her
reason and it was basically that, plain and simple, she was in bed with Liam Brody .   He was a different Liam now but it wasn’t as if their past
few months together had erased his extensive sexual and romantic experience.   Or her general lack of either.   While she’d been thrown just about
every challenge possible since January, a real relationship hadn’t been one of
them and her paltry experience with Brandt could hardly be considered
preparation.   So despite the
confidence she’d gathered of late, Amanda had yet to muster up the courage to
strip bare and give Liam the ride of his life.
    She hadn’t made
the full transformation into that girl yet.   The typical Hollywood
girl who was self-assured to the point of cockiness.   Someone who knew when to take risks and exactly how to be
with a guy like Liam Brody because she had experience and sexual prowess —
things that Amanda was certain she lacked thanks to the utter tragedy that had
been her sex life with Brandt.
    “Did you just
vibrate?” Harper asked, stirring Amanda from her thoughts.  
    “ What? ”
    Already jittery,
Ian jumped in his seat at her surprise.   Harper flashed Amanda an odd look.   “Your phone? I think it just vibrated.”
    “Oh!” Amanda’s
eyes fluttered and she hoped her cheeks weren’t blushing as they often did for
next to no reason.   Clearing her
throat, she glanced down at her iPhone — the one she had purchased for
herself after receiving her first paycheck from ZINC, finally inducting herself
“into the age of modern technology,” as Ian had phrased it.
    Ian forced a
smile.   “Liam?”
    “I don’t think
so.”   The buzz had come from a new
email and Liam hadn’t emailed her since they’d first been acquainted.   Tapping on the envelope icon, Amanda
blinked.   And then frowned.
    Sitting in her
inbox was a lone message timestamped from two minutes ago — and sent from
her own email address.
    “Wrinkles,”
Harper clucked, gently pressing between Amanda’s furrowed brows with her
bejeweled finger.
    “Sorry, I just…”
Amanda trailed off as she read the words in the message.
      i don’t see this douche’s career lasting long. all he ever
does is play some variation of a cocky asshole in movies and from the looks of
it that doesn’t involve a ton of acting. fingers crossed that his career ends
embarrassingly so girls stop sleeping with him. there’s really no need for him
to procreate. ever.
    Amanda
squinted.   It was a comment she had
made about Liam on HDU last year, as PrettyKitty29.   It was from early December – a good month before they
had ever met in person.   She had
forgotten about it completely until now.   Probably because she’d left so many comments of