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“Hold on,” he said, grabbing my arm.

I looked at it then up to his eyes, showing him my anger with my face. He let go.

“You still haven’t confirmed our second date.”

“I’ve been busy, Max. And, to be honest, I’m not interested.”

“You got someone else?”

“No,” I lied. “But even if I did, it wouldn’t be any of your business.”

The two men had known each other in Afghanistan, but I was sure they didn’t talk anymore. As long as I didn’t tell either about the other man, I would be fine. Cooper was the one I wanted.

“Damn. W

hen did you grow so cold?”

“That’s not helping your case. Like I said, I’ve got to go.”

“Fine, I’ll call you later,” he said as I walked away.

“Please don’t,” I called over my shoulder.

My hands trembled as I fumbled with my key to unlock the front door of the building. When would I be able to afford to live in a place with a doorman?

Inside my building, I slammed the door shut and turned to look outside. Max had left. I breathed a sigh of relief before going upstairs to get ready for work.

*

Max was still nowhere to be seen when I left the building for work. On the entire walk to the nondescript office building about a mile from my apartment, I thought about him and Cooper.

I had slept with him again. Did I finally have him out of my system? He satisfied my physical needs, but I felt like he could offer me so much more.

At work, I ran into Laura in the break room as I got another cup of coffee to keep me going. She smiled when she saw me. I waved and walked over to the where the coffee machine sat on the counter.

“You weren’t answering your phone last night,” she said.

“Oh, I might have hooked up with someone,” I said with a bounce in my step.

“You? Hookup with someone? I need the details.”

Laura and I had been friends for years. We shared practically everything with each other.

“Maybe later,” I said, grabbing the pot of coffee and pouring a mug. “How are you and that new guy working out?”

“Which one?” she asked.

“The tall one with the beard. I can’t remember his name.”

“Jason? He was like two men ago. You need to keep up.”

“Are you ever going to find a decent man?” I asked then took a sip of coffee.

“I don’t know.” She sighed. “There’s like no good guys who aren’t already in a relationship.”

“Right?”

“Was it the guy from Afghanistan you hooked up with last night? Max?”

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