The Trouble With Us: A Second Chance Love Triangle (The Forbidden Love 2)

Will purses his lips, less than pleased with my comeback.

I pull my keys out of my purse, jiggle it in the door to open it wide with a “Welcome home, baby!”

We both stop in our tracks to see Liesel waving at us from the couch. Her hair is up in a messy bun, and she’s dressed in a pair of pajamas covered in the words Queen of Sleep.

“Liesel?”

“Oh, hey. Sorry, you said it was okay if I crashed here. I texted you, but you never texted back, so I figured you were still in the Hamptons getting lai…I mean, having fun.”

“I have been busy getting laid,” I tell her in amusement. “You’ve met Will? He’s also getting laid, by me, just in case that wasn’t clear.”

Liesel wipes her hands from the popcorn she was eating. With a curious smirk, she extends her hand to Will and shakes it politely. “How could I forget?”

I throw my bag on the ground and motion for Will to take a seat. When he sits down, I take a seat on his lap, ready to interrogate Liesel.

“So, walk me through why you’re here again? I didn’t even notice when I rushed in this morning. I just grabbed my Mac and ran out.”

“I’m not sure which version to give you.”

I turn to look at Will, who is equally amused. “Will is a big boy. Give me the Liesel version.”

Liesel takes a deep breath. “I got drunk at the corporate party on Sunday night, accidentally blew my boss, then came home to find David in the middle of our next-door neighbor’s legs. I wasn’t going to stick around at that point. I said some words. He said some words. Since the rental agreement was in his name, I left until I realized I had nowhere to go.”

My mouth falls open. Will places his hand beneath my chin, purposely closing my mouth while trying to keep a straight face.

“Um…back the hell up, please. Firstly, how did you accidentally blow your boss?”

“It’s simple, really,” she shrugs her shoulders all nonchalant. “I stumbled after my fourth wine, straight into his arms. He was hard, and asked if I wanted to go for a walk, and outside near the car, I blew him.”

“He’s your boss?” I remind her.

“I know,” she repeats loudly. “Now, I need to find a new job.”

“He fired you?” Will questions while rubbing his beard.

“No, the opposite. He’s all clingy now.” She pulls her phone up, scrolling through all the DMs. “He slid into my DM’s and hasn’t stopped since. So, naturally, I’ve quit.”

“You quit your job? All because of this?”

Liesel lets out a heavy sigh. “Not just because of this. Aside from him, the job was tedious, and there was no career progression. I didn’t bust my ass in Yale, earning my communications degree to photocopy contracts and serve coffee. I know you’re worried, but I’ve already lined up some interviews in Manhattan. Not sure what I’ll do for living arrangements. It might be Ramen noodles every night until I get myself sorted.”

The funny thing is that Liesel’s parents are quite wealthy. But of course, Liesel wants to make it on her own and refuses to take anything from them aside from her Yale tuition, which is now paid for since she graduated.

“If you’re looking for a job in communications, I can speak to our Human Resources team and see what is open,” Will offers.

Liesel’s eyes light up. “Wait, does that mean you’ll be my boss?”

I throw a pillow at her while chuckling. “Hands off, my man. You’re notorious for being attracted to authority.”

“Explains why your Dad is my ultimate fantasy.”

I shake my head, letting out a groan. “Okay, we’re done with that conversation. Go back to David and your neighbor. Which neighbor?”

“Mrs. Garibaldi from down the hall.”

“The widow with five cats?”

Liesel nods her head. “They weren’t the only pussy hungry.”