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Yes, I knew things weren’t working with Greg and broke it off a few times, but even then I hadn’t realized just how bad it was.

Wes eyes me curiously as I wipe under my eyes and stand up, dusting myself off. “I’m going to shower. Thanks for the workout.”

“Lucy?” he calls as I leave, but I ignore him, needing to hide away before tears prick my eyes.

When I’m finished in the shower, having somehow managed not to cry, Wes is waiting for me. He walks me to my car, pressing a soft kiss to my hand like I’m delicate, despite just saying that I’m not. I want to roll my eyes, but I can’t, because it’s so freaking sweet that butterflies take over my middle and I feel giddy. He’s trying. Really trying. But unless we get everything out in the open, it’s never going to work. With a deep breath, I finally take the next step we need if we’re ever going to move on.

“Are you planning to tell me what you did anytime soon?” I ask when he releases my hand.

His eyes flash to mine, and his shoulders tense slightly. “Does it matter?”

“Of course it matters. You don’t owe Greg for life or anything like that, do you?”

Wes laughs—which bugs me a little because this isn’t a funny conversation—then shakes his head. “No, nothing like that. I wanted him out of our lives, not forever a part of it.”

I sigh when he continues to give me nothing, then step back, opening my car door before moving behind it, creating some distance between us.

“Saying everything is fine but not telling me why is like lying by omission, something you hate. Either tell me the truth or don’t bother groveling anymore. It won’t work.”How my mood went from giddy to angry, I don’t know. But here we are.

Wes raises an eyebrow and huffs out a breath as he runs a hand through his hair. “Okay. But it’s done. I need you to remember that. No one can change it now.”

My gaze flashes to his as my eyes widen with worry.Why would I want to change it?

After running his hands down his face, Wes gives me a sheepish smile. “I gave Greg some money and stepped back from my role as head coach.”

What? How didn’t I know that? There’s way too much to unpack there. First…

“How much issome?”

Wes winces at the raised pitch of my voice, and I find myself looking around to make sure we’re alone.

“A lot…” he says with a shrug. “I gave him everything I—”

“What? No!” My eyes snap to his as I step out from my comfortable position and move closer. “I willnotlet you do that. You can’t,” I whisper-yell, as a wave of guilt runs through me, making me feel ill. “No way. It’s not happening.”

“It’s already done,” Wes says, unapologetically. “And Lucy, none of this is your fault.None.”

He tries to reach for me but I hold out my hand to stop him. “Wes…”

Blowing out a breath, he grips the back of his neck before sagging back against the hood of the truck parked next to my car. “None of it’s your fault,” he repeats, his eyes begging me to believe him. “It’s mine.”

What?

“It may have taken me a while to figure it out, but I realized it was never about you and Katie. None of it. Turns out he’s known about Katie since the day she was born. He only came back into the picture becauseIdid.”

“What?” I say again, out loud this time as my body tenses and my teeth clench. “Are you fucking kidding me?” I’m absolutely livid. There’s no chance of me whispering now.What the hell is wrong with that man?

“He wanted everything that I had,” Wes continues. “Well, the money more than anything else. He wanted me to have nothing.”

Holy shit!My anger subsides, making a place for nausea. “So you, what? Just handed itallover?”

“Not exactly. I gave him everything he knew about.”

“Motherfucker.”

Wes laughs. “My thoughts exactly.”

“Okay, so what didn’t he know about?”

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