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“Oh, you know, the usual,” she replied, tucking her dark hair behind her ears.

Actually, I didn’t know.

I didn’t know anything about her and she knew even less about me.

We didn’t talk.

We fucked.

And that had been her decision more than it had been mine.

“I was coming out of the office and saw you walking outside,” Bella continued to say, trailing her thumb over my wrist. “So I thought I’d come say hi.”

Freeing my hand from hers, I shoved my hands into my pockets and rocked back on my heels. “Hi.”

“I feel like we haven’t talked in so long,” she added.

I glared at her. “We talked a few weeks ago.”

When you were trying to force yourself on me. And let’s not forget about the million fucking messages and voicemails you’ve left me.

“We did?”

I narrowed my eyes. “Yeah, Bella, we did.”

“Oh god,” she giggled, acting all coy. “I was completely wasted that night,” she added. “I hardly remember a thing.” She took a step closer. “I definitely don’t remember seeing you that night.”

I stepped back. “Well, you did.”

I wasn’t buying this convenient lack-of-memory bullshit. She’d played that card too many times with me.

“Anyway, that’s not what I meant.” She tucked her hair behind her ear and smiled up at me. “I was talking about the last time we met up. It has to have been before Christmas, right?”

More like Halloween, I thought to myself, but I was eager to get away so I didn’t object to her dates. Instead I nodded and said, “Yeah, that sounds about right,” while wishing I knew the appropriate etiquette to use when dealing with vindictive girls I’d been foolish enough to stick my dick inside.

“So,” she said in a breathy tone. “How have you been?”

“You already asked me that,” I replied evenly, trying to mask my impatience at the pointless chitchat. “I’m fine.”

“Oh yeah, well I’m fine, too,” Bella replied, exhaling a loud sigh. “I mean, I guess I’m a little bored.”

Yeah, well I was bored, too. With this conversation.

“You know how it is,” she said for the second time, and for the second time I stared blankly back at her.

Nope. I had no clue what the fuck she was talking about.

“Oh my god!” she blurted out then, clutching my hand once more. “I totally forgot to ask; how’s your leg?”

Bella didn’t know the ins and outs of my surgery, only that I’d had a procedure done at Christmas.

When I told her that I would be out of action for a while, her biggest concern had been how soon I would be back on the pitch, whether or not I’d still get to play for Ireland in the summer, and when did I want to fuck again.

Besides all that, I didn’t trust her in that way. Having sex with her was one thing but confiding in her was quite another.

“Better,” I replied in a flat tone before reclaiming my hand.

“That’s fantastic news, babe,” she replied, smiling widely. “I’ve been really worried about you.”

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