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But I won’t be made a fool.

I have too much self-respect.

And maybe a little too much pride, a little voice inside my head chirps.

Traitor!

But what if his version is the truth?

Do I really trust Kristi and what she told me?

Damn it, I don’t know who to believe anymore.

That’s why, at the very least, I need some time to process everything.

Over the next week, I do a good job of avoiding Hayden. I don’t even look over at his house. And at work, there are no immediate events scheduled with him or any of the guys. That means I’m safe from having to interact with him.

That’s something to be thankful for.

There hasn’t been much else lately.

One positive thing, though, is theAtlanta Sports Monthlyedition featuring Hayden came out.

And the response has been amazing.

Friday, in my office, I field a bunch of calls requesting interviews and offering opportunities for more features with Hayden. There are so many that I can’t accept them all.

So I choose the most well-known outlets where he’ll get the most exposure.

I hate doing anything nice for him when I’m so angry with the man, but it is my job.

Do I really feel that way, though?

Do I hate Hayden?

I’m coming to grips with the fact that I don’t. I mean, hell, even a part of me is happy for him that the magazine feature is yielding great results.

But I don’twantto be happy for him.

Too bad I can’t help it.

I guess I’m not as strong as I thought I was.

The sad fact is I miss the guy like crazy.

I miss talking with him.

I miss having fun with him.

I miss joking around.

I just miss spending time together.

I also miss his body, and the things he does to me with it.

And I miss doing things to him.

I miss lying around with him afterward, feeling contented.

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