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“Really, fun with Egghead, perhaps?” He scoffs.

“His name isEggbert. And yes, we have fun together. Why else would I marry him?”

“Because it’s the logical fucking thing to do, according to you. You’re so uptight in your day-to-day life that I’m surprised I could fit my cock up your ass. And I did do that by the way.” A knowing smirk spreads across his face.

“Wha—” I subconsciously rub my ass. Yeah, we might’ve done something like that. “What’s wrong with being logical?”

“Logic has a time and place, darl, but it’s not meant to rule your life. I highly doubt you have fun with that scrambled idiot. He’s a pompous ass, and you’resomuch fucking better than he is.”

“You’re just jealous, because I’m here telling you that I don’t want you. I don’t bow to your feet like all the other women in your life.”

“No, I’m pissed because you won’t let yourself fucking be happy!” His normally bright green eyes are now dark with anger. “Is that any way to fucking live? At least when you’re with me and a bottle of tequila, you break out of that stick and have fun! And for what it’s worth, youhavebowed down to me… I’ve had you on your knees sucking my fucking cock!”

“That’s not—”

“And you fucking loved it. You loved sucking every last drop of cum down that sexy ass throat of yours like a cup of Maxwell House’s finest. Do you need receipts? Because I’ve got them darlin’!”

“Lock—”

“The first time was three years ago, right here in Bangkok…”

“Stop!” I don’t want to hear this right now. “Just stop it, already. There’s no point to this.”

I’ve been having fucking flashbacks of hot sex with Lock for hours. The floodgates are threatening to open just thinking about it.

But I can’t let this get under my skin. After all, Iamgetting married.

“Why should I?Youmay not remember, butIdo. And to be honest, I’m getting pretty sick and fucking tired of you forgetting. This has been our deal foryears, Sammi.Years.” He takes a step closer to me, but I take one back.

“We’ve done it in an alley, in an aquarium, in the water…”

“Al-right! What do you want me to say?”

“I don’t want you to say anything. I want you to stop fucking denying the time we’ve spent together. I want you to realize that you can let yourself be free to live your life without having to be off your face.”

His eyes are searching mine, and I can tell he’s serious. Honestly, though, I don’t want to deal with this shit right now.

“I want you to stop being afraid and start embracing who you really are.”

“I’m not afraid of who I am, Lock. Never have been, never will be. Who I am is Sammi Brighton, and I am marrying Eggbert. You may not like it, but it’s not your decision to make.”

It’s only one in the afternoon, and this entire day has gone to the fucking dogs.

It’s hot, I’m sticky and pissed, and I just want to get away from this.

From Bangkok.

From Lock.

Because right now, my mind isn’t thinking straight, and I have no idea what the logical next step is here.

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