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Oh, I bet he’s flaky. Tonight, his absence had been carefully calculated. I had a team of three keeping him away from this side of town. I sipped my martini and kept my voice mild. "That sucks. But you know men and their work... " I grinned. "He's probably working hard to spoil you rotten."
It was a carefully executed jab that hit home as her smile dimmed slightly. As if on cue, Marcus entered the bar, our eyes meeting over the crowd, and I leaned forward, gripping Molly's arm with false urgency. "Oh my God," I hissed. "My ex just walked in."
Her head snapped up, female bonding in full force, and craned her neck. "Where?"
"Tall, blond, and gorgeous." I ducked forward and kept my hand locked on her wrist. "Do you see him?"
"Sex in a suit?"
I fought a smile at the unwavering lock of her stare. "Yes.Pleasetell me he isn't headed this way."
"Not yet." She reluctantly pulled her gaze back to me. "What was wrong withhim?"
"Him? Nothing. His residency was in San Diego, and I might have strayed a little during the time apart." I groaned again for good measure.
"Residency?" She bit on the bait without hesitation.
"Yeah. He's a cardiologist. Plus, an absolute freak of nature in bed." I hopped off the stool and slid two hundred bucks across the bar. "I'm gonna run before I lose my self-respect and beg him to take me back."
"You're leaving?" She shot me a wide-eyed look. "You don't want to talk to him?"
I shook my head. “No, the last thing my heart needs is to be reminded of what I screwed up.” I shot a glance over my shoulder, then held out my arms and went in for a hug. "It was really nice meeting you," I said in her ear.And taking you down.
"You too. Maybe we'll see each other again? Oh, and thanks for the drinks."
I held the hug for another moment, just to make sure the knife was firmly in her back, then let go. I gave her a regretful smile, then made my way toward the exit.
Marcus would succeed. He was charming and sexy and—as far as she knew—a doctor with the sex skills of a porn star. I nodded to another member of this team, a man whose Google glass, in combination with my downtown condo's security cams, would properly document the entire evening.
I pushed through the revolving door of the bar and stepped out into the cool California night, a genuine smile lighting up my face.
Maybe she loved Lee. Maybe he loved her. But he was mine, whether they knew it or not.
Chapter 33
I was ready for the call when it came. Feet cocooned in a moisture wrap, propped on my coffee table, a Hulu-binge in full effect, my phone rang. I glanced at the clock and answered Marcus's call. "Give me good news."
"She didn't do it." He sounded defeated.
"What?" I sat forward, my feet coming off the table. "Why not?"
"I don't know. She just didn't. I didn't push it, stopped when she said no."
I rubbed my forehead and glanced toward the bedroom, where Brant was sleeping. "How far did you get?” I asked quietly.
"She came back to the condo. We kissed ... her shirt came off. Not much else."
"I thought your skills were better than that,” I snapped.
"You should have tested them out." The playful lilt of his sentence pushed me over the edge of poise.
"Fuck you, Marcus. This is bullshit. It should have been child’s play.”
"She's committed to her boyfriend. She started crying, saying she was making a mistake. What was I supposed to do, unzip and pull my cock out?"
I huffed in annoyance. "No. You did the right thing. It’s just … whatever. Let me know if she calls you. I'm gonna check the camera footage. Unless I say otherwise, carry on with the plan."
"Will do." He paused. "Either this guy's one in a million or you're a psychotic bitch."
