The 777th Night Was Our Last

I spent seven hundred and seventy-seven nights in hotel rooms with Carter Vance.

Six years ago, a drunken night crossed the line, locking us into a secret relationship kept strictly in the shadows.

I foolishly believed that if I just waited long enough, he would eventually make me his official girlfriend.

Until he told me he was going on a blind date with Chloe Sterling—the girl he had crushed on for three years.

And me? I was just his most compatible friend with benefits.

At that moment, I finally realized that over those six years, I was the only one who took it seriously.