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“You’re disgusting.” My voice sounded small. Why did I always sound so pathetic whenever I needed to be strong?

“You didn’t think what we did was disgusting last night.” He gave me his panty dropping smile.

“I need to go.” I nodded, as if encouraging myself that I was making the right decision.

“Wait, what?”

“I made a mistake. This was a mistake. I’m sorry.” And why did I always apologize? What on earth was I apologizing for? I turned away from him. I needed to find my coat and my shoes. I needed to get out of his apartment. I slipped on my boots that were next to the door.

“Bee?” He put his hand on my shoulder. “Are you okay?”

I pushed his hand off of me. “Am I okay? Of course I’m not okay.” I could feel the tears falling down my cheeks. I was such an idiot. I kept falling for the wrong guys. The worst possible guys.

“What’s wrong? Baby…”

I put my hand up so he wouldn’t touch me. “You know what’s wrong.”

“No, I don’t. I asked you to move in with me. I asked you to be my girlfriend. I would have guessed we were in a good place.”

“Exactly, Mason. You made me fall in love with you.”

A smile spread across his face. “You’re in love with me?”

“No. I mean yes. I don’t know! You tricked me.”

“I didn’t trick you.” He took another step toward me.

“If all you wanted was sex and information, fine. But I asked you not to break my heart. You didn’t have to do this. You didn’t have to take it this far. You made me fall in love with you.”

His eyebrows lowered slightly. “Bee…”

“Don’t you dare throw some lame excuse at me. I heard you on the phone.”

I watched his Adam’s apple rise and fall. “You don’t understand.”

“Were you or were you not talking to John Landry?”

“I was, but…”

“That was my idea, Mason. You stole my idea. You read my notebook.”

“I didn’t mean to steal your idea. It just slipped out when I was on the phone with him. It was the first thing that came to my head because it’s a really, really good idea. I accidentally saw it in your notebook the other morning. I wasn’t snooping, I was just trying to get…”

“Do you think I’m a complete idiot?”

“Of course I don’t. You know how I feel about you.”

That you really like me? He was so full of shit. “And how did you get John Landry’s phone number? Is that why you came to the office that night when I was working late? To steal my contacts?”

“No. It wasn’t like that. You know none of this was ever like that.”

“Oh, is that where you drew the line? Not stealing phone numbers of clients off my computer?”

“Bee, if you would just give me a second to explain…”

“Is that why you agreed to the blind date in the first place? Because you knew I worked for Kruger? You set me up.”

“I didn’t know you worked for Kruger. All I knew was that you were a secretary.”

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