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"Yes! Try yours."

He takes a bite of the scallops, and his eyes widen. "This is amazing!" He points at his dish. "I'm hard to please, but this," he takes another bite, "This is incredible."

We spend the rest of our meal talking and laughing. I love listening to Ivan's travel stories, and I can almost forget about the countless woman he probably slept with abroad. Sure, he's a playboy, but maybe that's all in the past. Perhaps he'd turned over a new leaf when I met him at the club. People do change.

I scold myself for being so judgmental earlier.

"Ivan, I—” My words are cut short.

"Oh. My. Goodness." We both look up at the sound of the voice. A tall, busty brunette approaches the table. "I thought I recognized you." She places a kiss on his cheek. "You said your name was Evan, but it's Ivan."

Our server comes and clears away our plates. I grab one of the rolls and rip it in half with more force than necessary.

In a thick Boston accent, she says, "Did you see our picture online?"

Ivan opens his mouth but appears to be at a loss for words.

She gently punches him on the shoulder. Her tank top barely contained her fake boobs. "You know, the one with Lila and us on the balcony after that night at the Midnight Lounge."

I toss the remains of my roll on the table.

The woman looks over, seemingly noticing me for the first time. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were here with your little sister." She drapes her hand over his shoulder. "Let's meet up later. Lila is here with me." She whispers something in his ear, and his jaw clenches.

Ivan looks at her with a stoic expression. "No," he says firmly and turns his attention to me. "If you don't mind, we’re eating."

She ignores him. "Did you come here because you remember how much I love Martha's Vineyard?" She giggles. "Honestly, I didn't think you were listening to anything we said."

"Please leave," he says, narrowing his eyes. "Don't make a scene."

"Don't be like that, baby." She runs her hand through his hair, and he brushes her hand away.

"Don't stop on my account." I stand up abruptly, knocking over a glass of water that spills in Ivan's direction. "I have to go."

"Cassidy wait," he reaches for my hand, but I jerk it away.

"Your sister is such a cute kid." She looks at me like I'm an inconvenient toddler. "Ivan will be back later tonight." She waves me off. "Don't wait up." She sits in his lap. "Let's have a repeat of that night."

I storm off, fighting back the tears. Ivan calls after me, but I pretend not to hear him. I quickly return to the beach house, feeling more hurt than ever.

6

Work Escape

Ivan

"Nowthatwe'realone,"the woman says, snuggling against my neck.

"Get the fuck off me." I bolt to my feet, and she nearly falls to the floor.

"What's your problem?" She tosses her hair over her shoulder. "You didn't have a problem when Lila and I were all over you at your place." She places a hand on her hip. "If I remember correctly, you had very specific needs, and we were more than happy to meet them."

"That was then, and this is now. I'm not that man anymore," I say, my jaw clenched.

She arches a plucked brow. "People don't change that fast. Is this because your sister saw us together?"

"She's not my sister." I remove my wallet from my pants.

Her eyes widen. "Oh, you were entertaining her like you entertained Lila and me." She moves closer to me, "Maybe we can make it a foursome." She places a hand on my chest.

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