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I blink, feeling confused because I was hopingshe’d text me.

“I had Jess all weekend. My mind was on my daughter.”

“Don’t get defensive,” Ford snaps at me. “I’m just telling you that she missed you.”

“I can’t see how that’s possible!”

“Maybe if you get your head out of your ass and pay attention to her—”

“Ford, stop,” Ash plays intermediary, stroking his chest.

Everything twitches watching them.

“I’ll talk to her tomorrow.” I have to get the hell out of here. “If she wants to open up that she missed me, she’ll tell me. She’s a fucking big girl.”

“What?” Ford lays murderous eyes on me.

“I mean, she’s an adult.” I get in his face. “You were there auction night. You saw how I wanted her. He was the one who had to be convinced.” I shove a finger at Ash.

“Did you even miss her?” Ash asks.

“Yes.I did.” I had the taste of her pussy on my lips for hours.

The way she came in my mouth and pulled my hair kept flashing behind my eyes.

I even loved how jealous she was of my ex.

“I’ll tell her I missed her. Me. Keep out of my relationship with her. There’re still two and half weeks left.” I glare at Ford. “I paid for your ridiculous fee. She’s mine, too.”

“Emery is right.” Ash shakes his head. “He technically paid for her. Let them figure it out.”

Ford looks at Ashton and kisses him. Fuck, the energy between them knocks me sideways. Now I feel...jealous.

Of them. Of Bernadette.

I can see right now how this four-way relationship would work, or rather not work. I can’t do this. I control my life.

I won’t be on a pecking list in my own relationship.

THIRTY

BERNADETTE

Iget to work just before eight a.m. on Monday morning and freeze when I see movement in Emery’s office.

Stepping closer, I stifle a gasp, noticing there’s an ass print on his glass door. My round, heart-shaped butt left an unmistakable impression.

It happened late Friday. I guess the cleaning people don’t wipe down the glass every day.

I turn to make Emery’s favorite coffee, black with a splash of almond milk. With the steaming cup in my hand, I knock, then open his office door as I’d been doing all last week.

Friday night feels like a lifetime ago. I’m still crushed I never heard from him.

But I went to sleep last night with two sets of lips on me from men who never left my side.

Emery bought me and has rights to me, but he never called to see how my weekend was going.

My heart squeezes at that.

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