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This wasn’t the time for them to talk, so he backed away.

“I want you to know that I would never have cheated on you. I care about you, deeply. No one means more to me than you. But if you can’t trust me, then we might as well stop while we’re ahead.”

Spinning on his heel, he stormed out of the bedroom.

Pain filled his heart at the sound of her crying as he left the apartment and shut the door behind him. He stood in the hallway and stared at his apartment door, his chest rising and falling fast.

Music could be heard coming from inside. There was no way he could go in there. No doubt his brother still had guests over.

Blowing out a deep breath, London made the long, lonely trip back to his suburban home.

He thought he and Alana could have a future, but it looked as if his past reared its ugly head and bit him in the ass.

“I am so stupid,” Alana sniffed, staring down at the coffee cupped between her hands.

“You are not. There has to be blame on both sides here. Why didn’t he tell you they were identical twins?” Sofie asked. Reaching across the table, she rested her hand on Alana’s knee. “That’s a big deal. I’m sure he’s used to being confused with his brother. I mean, they look just alike.”

Once she got a good look at Jaxon, she could tell the difference. They were identical, but the look in his eyes was different. He had a small cut above his lip, and his hair wasn’t styled the way London always did it.

Alana offered Sophie a small smile; it was all she could muster. Sighing, she took in the crowd at 216 Beans, with its steady flow of patrons coming and going. A few regulars were posted at their usual tables, working on their computers, tablets, or just going through their phones.

This had been her sanctuary away from home, but now she could only think about the first time she had brought London here.

“He was right. I didn’t trust him.” She took a sip of her drink and shivered. Two weeks had gone by since London had walked out of her condo. Every day since, their last conversation played over and over in her head.

What happened?

But she knew. It was because of her insecurities.

They were from two different worlds, and she just didn’t want to believe that he would really want to be with someone like her.

“Well, I hate to say that you two didn’t have the best communications,” Sofie snorted. She shook her head and drank her coffee. Her brown eyes narrowed on Alana.

“What are you talking about?”

“You two were too busy playing ‘sink the wiener’ to really converse.”

“What?” Alana giggled. Her friend had officially lost her marbles. “Sink the wiener? Who talks like that?”

“I don’t know.” Sofie laughed. “It was the first thing that came to my head.”

This was why she needed her best friend. Without Sofie at a time like this, she would be curled up in bed in three-day-old pajamas, no shower, and eating ice cream while watching re-runs of her favorite television shows.

“So what are you going to do?” Sofie asked softly.

Alana shrugged. She wasn’t ashamed to admit that she missed London fiercely. In their short time together, they had grown close. Not only as lovers, but as friends.

They were the total package.

“I hurt him—bad.” Finishing her coffee, Alana sat the empty cup down and took in the pedestrians walking past the window.

What did she want to do?

She wanted to get her man back. She wished she could go back in time and changed her reactions.

She should have gone over and pounded on his door, demanding to know what the hell was going on. Had she done that, they could have avoided all of this.

“But you’re hurting too. Like I said, you’re both at fault for your parts in this.” Sofie’s concerned eyes met hers. “Has he even reached out to you?”

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