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“And your head?”

“My head is wondering why he’s with me if he’s that good at sex. He could have any girl that he wanted. Why me?”

“Because you’re Kick Ass Bee.”

“Seriously, Kendra.”

“Why are you always so hard on yourself. You’re fucking gorgeous. And you’re broke. Guys like the whole damsel in distress thing. He probably thinks he’s saving you. Maybe he has some weird complex or something.”

“Is that what you found out when you were stalking him?”

“No. But did you know that his parents are billionaires? Not just rich, Bee. Freaking billionaires. Him and his brother are going to inherit so much money.”

“I know he’s wealthy.”

“And he graduated from Harvard with honors.”

“I know he went to Harvard.”

“Okay, fine. So you know all that stuff. But did you know that he hasn’t had a girlfriend since high school?”

“How could you possibly know that?”

“Deep, deep Facebook stalking.”

“And you said I don’t have a life? Is that what you were doing all weekend?”

“I was looking out for you.”

“I know.” I bit the inside of my lip. “He told me on our first date that he didn’t do the whole relationship thing.”

“You never told me that.”

“I didn’t think I was ever going to see him again.”

“And what about now? Are you okay with that now?”

“I don’t know. I mean, he’s not acting like he wants to stop seeing me. He’s picking me up after work.”

“Is he seeing anyone else?”

“I don’t think so.” He had said he hadn’t been to any of those clubs since he had met me. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t dating anyone else. Or that we were in fact dating. He had said he wasn’t going to share me. That I was his. “I think that maybe he’s changed.”

“Overnight? I don’t think so, Bee. He’s a playboy.”

“A playboy? I don’t think he’s actually like that. He’s a really nice guy.”

“You should Google image search him. He’s with a different woman in every picture. I think you need to be realistic about what you’re getting yourself into.”

“I’m really just trying to enjoy the present for once.”

“So you really don’t care at all that you’re just one of many?”

It didn’t feel that way when I was with him. When we were together it seemed like he couldn’t get enough of me. He only wants me, right?

“He’s a rich, intelligent bachelor with commitment issues. Just be careful, okay?”

A pit in my stomach was forming. Mason had said that I was his. But he had never said that he was mine.

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