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For the services.

Yeah. That’s right. Text him. Check up on him. And then make plans for tomorrow. That’s not the worst thing in the world to do. At all.

In reality what I wanted to do was text him and explain that what he saw on my phone was not what he probably thought. I was not in a relationship with anyone. Not even close. I was single. One million percent single. I owed nothing to nobody.

My thumbs began to move, ready to type a text, when I heard the doorbell ring.

I jumped and tossed my phone to the counter.

“Pizza!” Travis yelled from upstairs.

It then sounded like a herd of elephants trampling through my house and down the stairs.

Travis opened the door, then called my name.

I had a quick sexy vision of Henry standing there with the pizza.

We’d hang out and eat it.

And then Henry would go down on me for an hour or so…

“Mom!” Travis yelled. “You have to give the guy a tip!”

I snapped back to reality.

Back to my life as a single mother.

I had to tip some college kid with leftover high school acne for bringing me dinner.

Chapter Eleven

HENRY

I spent more of the night tossing and turning instead of sleeping.

Sometimes that was how it went in a hotel.

Or maybe it was the fact I couldn’t get Sage out of my head. Or what I saw on her phone, which was none of my business at all. Yet I made it my business by obsessing over it.

Not my brand of living at all.

In reality, Sage was the only person in the world to invoke these feelings.

Hence the memory of me beating the hell out of Keith for her.

I sat up in bed and it was five in the morning.

Good enough.

I threw on some gym shorts and a t-shirt, then went to the hotel gym.

Not a soul in sight.

I had the place to myself.

It didn’t take long for me to catch on that I was purposely lifting slowly and taking my time, as though I wanted to mistakenly miss Leon’s funeral.

Not that I ever would…

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