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“You be careful, Henley,” I snap. I get out of bed in a rush and walk into the bathroom and close the door. I sit down to go to the bathroom.

He walks in. “You’re not going to lunch with him. End. Of. Fucking. Story.”

“Do you mind? I’m using the toilet,” I snap, infuriated.

He puts his hands on his hips and raises an eyebrow. “So?”

“So I am not having this conversation midpiss.”

He marches back out and slams the door.

Fuck my life. I don’t need this bullshit. It’s not even 6:00 a.m. yet. I take my time, trying to calm down my temper.

This is all new for him, I remind myself. He doesn’t know how to handle jealousy. Be patient.

Okay . . .

This is fine. I can handle this . . . keep calm.

I wash my hands and walk out to see the bedroom spotless and the bed made.

He’s like a fucking drill sergeant.

I hear something bang downstairs in the kitchen, and I put my robe on and walk downstairs to see him making a protein shake with his back to me.

I put my arms around him from behind. “Okay.” I kiss his shoulder.

“Okay what?”

“Okay, I won’t have lunch with him. I will come and have lunch with you instead.”

He turns in my arms and looks down at me. I kiss his lips. “After I tell him in person, over a cup of coffee.”

He opens his mouth, and I put my finger over his lips. “Henley. This is nonnegotiable. He has been a friend and my interior designer. I am telling him in person.”

He twists his lips, and I know he’s trying his hardest not to react.

“A quick ten-minute cup of coffee, and then I come and have lunch with you.” I smile up at him. “I owe him this much. He likes me.”

“I know he fucking likes you.”

“But that’s too bad, because I love you.”

“I don’t like it.”

“You don’t have to.” I kiss him softly. “But you do need to understand.”

He exhales heavily and unwraps my arms from around his waist. “I have to go.”

“Okay.”

He holds his protein shake in his hand and stares at me as if contemplating his next sentence.

“Do I get an I love you this morning?” I smile teasingly.

“When you get to my office and it’s done, you will.”

“We need some time alone. Can we go on our vacation?”

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