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“Yeah, and she knows why,” he groans, turning back to rest against the bar again. “None of us match up to her. She’s stolen Adam away and we’re never getting him back. Look how happy he is.”

“Yep.”

For a moment, everything feels like it’s closing in on me. The whole room spins around me and I’m locked, here, in this bubble with Paul. Except it’s a bubble I want to pop.

I want things he’s not able to give me. I want him, entirely. All I want is him.

But I have to let go. That’s how it’s going to be.

I look down at my watch and find it’s almost ten o’clock. I was meant to be leaving now anyway in that taxi I cancelled, so I reckon I can definitely get away with calling it a night. Once I get upstairs, I’ll text the girls and let them know I headed out but we’ll catch up soon.

“I’m going up to the room. Wanna join?”

“Yeah, definitely,” he grins, “give me a few minutes to do the rounds and I’ll be up there.”

“Great.” I kiss his cheek and he squeezes my bum as I’m passing. I shake my head but luckily, nobody appears to have seen it.

Checking the hallway as I escape the party, nobody is around. I jump the stairs and make it to the room without being seen.

Once inside, I take a deep breath and make a plan.

If this is going to be our last night, let’s make it a good one.

Because it won’t be happening again.

I can’t trust him, but bloody hell, I can fuck him.

Chapter Ten

I hear the door open and shut, my whole body coming to life because he’s nearby. For years, whenever he entered a room I was in, I always felt better for him being in the vicinity. Recently, since we made love, it’s different. Now whenever he enters the room, my body feels like it’s on fire and my heart beats erratically. It’s like I’m about to float up and look down on myself and I can’t control the colour in my cheeks.

He walks towards the bed. I’ve dimmed all the lights, shut all the curtains and tucked myself in, naked.

Unashamedly, he rubs his hand over his pronounced crotch, standing at the foot of the bed.

“You’re naked, aren’t you?”

“Might be.”

“I was hard in the lift just thinking about you.”

“So, what are you hanging about for?”

I watch with glee as he strips out of his jacket, shirt and tie, then his shoes, socks, trousers. He drapes everything across the chair by the window, then walks back towards me.

“You hired that outfit?”

“There’s a bit of cum on the crotch. I’ve been hiding it all night,” he chuckles. “Probably have to pay extra for the cleaning.”

“Dirty boy.” I open the covers just to give him a glimpse and when he tugs down his pants, his cock slaps against his stomach and I can’t wait any longer.

Inviting him in, he jumps into bed, pulling me against him as we lie sideways. I wrap my leg over him and his erection brushes between my thighs.

“Fuck me,” he groans, “you’re so warm and ready to fuck, aren’t you?”

“You bet.” And I want nothing but sex from this night. That’s all. Nothing more.

So what if I’m in love with him? He’s not in love with me. After so long being used and treated like a doormat, I’m going to take what I want, then walk away. Tough tits.

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