No Regrets: Jani Kay (Firebird Trilogy Book 2) by Jani Kay Page A

happy.
    Only, I wasn’t truly there yet. There was still the issue of my boss. I just couldn’t stop thinking about Maxwell fucking Grant. But it wasn’t the same as it was before. Instead, it was because I wanted him. Fuck my life. I just couldn’t win.
    *****
    D inner was great. I sat listening to Kurt and Lily rave about books they both loved, watching them discover they liked most of the same things, not only books, but also movies, music and art. They made plans for each day around Kurt’s work schedule and he was scheming how he could ask his brother for a few nights off when he didn’t need to do shifts at the bar. It sounded to me as if they planned to spend every free moment Kurt had together, since he invited Lily to join our fitness workouts too.
    It was sweet actually. It also gave me the opportunity to chill out and simply soak up the pleasure of their company without any pressure.
    Of course my mind drifted to Maxwell. I had another week to sort myself out; to decide if I was staying or going back to Australia with Lily.
    A week in which I probably wasn’t going to get much sleep either as I wrestled between what my heart and my mind wanted.
    A week for Maxwell to prove he was willing to fight for me.

Chapter 17 – Rebecca
    “I ’m so tired tonight, sweetheart. I’m just going to veg out on the couch and watch a bit of TV before I go to bed. Do you mind if we eat leftovers and have a quiet night?”
    I’d kicked off my shoes as we walked in the door and I had my legs folded under me on the comfy sofa. A whole day out with Lily on a sightseeing tour had been fun, but the restless nights and lack of sleep had finally caught up with me. My limbs ached, feeling heavy and impossible to lift.
    Lily frowned. “I was hoping to go shopping to get Kurt a book as a gift for all the time he’s spent showing me around. There’s a specific one he mentioned and I’d love to see his face when I give it to him.”
    “Can we go another night? My feet are killing me.” I didn’t want to sound whiny, but my body was telling me it had enough for one day.
    “Um...Kurt’s working, so going tonight is ideal. Since when have sore feet stopped you from shopping? You’re the one who calls it retail therapy .” She laughed. “Why don’t you have a power nap for an hour, then we’ll go?”
    “Lily, please don’t make me put those shoes back on.”
    Struggling to keep my eyes open, a pang went through my heart when I registered her disappointed face. She wasn’t demanding like Chloe could be when she wanted something, so it made me feel extra guilty.
    “I think I’m coming down with a cold. Everything’s aching—my damn throat’s scratchy and I have a headache from hell. Sorry, cupcake.” I sunk further into the soft cushions and closed my eyes.
    I hate feeling sick.
    “How about I get you some cold and flu tablets after I go to the bookstore?”
    “I don’t like the idea of you going out by yourself. Tell you what...I’ll have a nanna nap as you suggested...then wake me in an hour and we’ll go, okay?”
    She placed her hand on my forehead. “Becca, you’re feverish. And actually, you look like shit.” I heard a cupboard door opening and pills rattling against plastic. “Here, take these.”
    Lily held out two headache tablets and my water bottle. Grateful, I gave her a weak smile as I swallowed them and lay back against the cushions again. “I’ll be better in an hour.”
    “Sis, you shouldn’t go out feeling like this.” She planted a sloppy kiss on my forehead. “I’m not a kid anymore and I go out by myself all the time. I’ll get the book and flu tablets and be right back by the time you wake up. We’ll have dinner then, okay?”
    I forced my heavy eyelids open. “No. I prefer to go with you,” I croaked.
    “You worry too much, seriously.” She wrapped a scarf around her neck, smiling at me.
    “Lily, wait for me.” I pushed up to my elbows.
    She rolled her eyes at me before she