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My stomach churned, and I started to have doubts this was the best idea. Maybe I should’ve waited to do this later at his house. But it was too late to back down now. The moment I crossed the threshold, my eyes greedily drank in the vision of him in a suit and tie behind his massive desk. Damn. Having him look this good wasn’t making this any easier. I shut the door behind me as I took a deep breath.

“Since I don’t have any more meetings today, Rhonda, I’m heading out.”

“Are you going home?”

I watched his head whip up, surprise registering on his handsome face. Other than slight shadows under his eyes indicating that he might have had a sleepless night, he didn’t look any the worse for wear.

“Actually, I was planning to hit the gym.”

“I see.”

“I’m not ready to talk.”

There was an undercurrent of annoyance in his statement. Good. I was plenty pissed off myself. I crossed towards his desk, hoping to keep my voice at an acceptable decibel level. “A text back telling me that would’ve been a nice courtesy.”

He stood up, his jaw clenched. “I had a busy day today.”

“That’s bullshit. Simple words. I’m busy, will talk later. Not ready to talk yet.”

“Fine. Now you can get it face to face: I’m not ready to talk yet.”

“And maybe I would’ve respected that or your lack of a reply if you hadn’t gone and given Jordan Pratt my fucking phone number. I understand you’re angry, Colby, but for a guy who kept telling me I deserve better, this was complete slap in the face. Or is this some sort of messed-up test to see if I’d say yes to Jordan?”

He walked around his desk, stopping inches from me. “I didn’t give Jordan Pratt your number. When he text me, I told him you were a good girl and not his type.”

“Oh.” This certainly took the wind out of my sails. “Then how the hell did he get it?”

Anger showed in his eyes. “I have no clue. What did you say when he asked you out?”

“What do you think?”

“I think you’re good at avoiding answers by asking questions of your own.”

I swallowed hard at being called out. “If me being a virgin was such a huge deal, why didn’t you ever say something?”

His brows both shot up. “Are you being serious? I questioned how many guys had achieved fifth date status.”

“And I asked if you really wanted to talk about numbers. If anything, you’re being hypocritical. You wouldn’t like me judging you for your numbers, so how the hell could you judge me for mine?”

He shook his head, giving a humorless chuckle. “Unbelievable. Now it’s my fault you weren’t completely honest with me?”

My jaw ticked.

“What did you tell Jordan when he asked you out?”

“I told him I’d call him back later.”

He didn’t look happy with my answer. “So you lose your virginity one night, then what? Keep your options open for dating another man? Was this something you needed to scratch off your list?”

The air left my lungs. “I thought you gave him my number after having sex with me. How do you think that made me feel?”

“How do you think it makes me feel to know you’d think that of me?”

We were at a stalemate. “I couldn’t believe you’d done it, either, which is why I’m here. But based on the facts, what would you think? You were so angry last night, and you clearly didn’t want to talk to me today, either.”

His temple throbbed. “You should’ve told me, Kenz.”

I took a deep breath, willing to meet him half way. “If I’d known you’d be that upset by it, then I would have. I’m sorry. I didn’t want it to be a big deal and honestly, I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t notice.”

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