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“You were engaged to another man, for fuck’s sake.”

It wasn’t exactly an earth-shattering moment.

Our night meant nothing to him. He hasn’t thought about it again since.

“You’re right.” I look up, determined to get over this dick. “I was.”

His cold eyes hold mine.

Awkward . . .

“What?” I sip my coffee, feeling like an errant child.

“So . . . let me get this straight. You were engaged to be married while fucking other men.”

“We had an open relationship,” I lie.

He tilts his chin to the sky, angered. “I don’t know much about marriage, but I can be pretty fucking sure I wouldn’t be sharing my future wife.”

I swallow the lump in my throat, feeling uneasy with his contempt. “What do you want, Henley?” I snap. “Did you barge in here to make me feel like shit? Because mission accomplished, you’ve done just that.”

He stands. “I will pick you up on Saturday for the wedding.”

I stare at him, and I know that I should stay far away from this selfish bastard forever.

Move house even.

But the thought of being on his arm just one more time sends me into overdrive.

“Three o’clock,” I murmur.

His eyes hold mine. “Three o’clock.”

It’s 5:40 a.m., and I am on the front porch, stretching for my run. Right on cue, Henley’s front door opens, and he walks out in his suit.

My heart somersaults in my chest at the mere sight of him.

Where does he go so early every day?

His office doesn’t open until nine. I mean, I know he would have to go in early sometimes, but every single day, even on weekends?

He glances up and gives me a sexy smile. We stare at each other for a beat longer than necessary, and then he gets into his car and drives out.

He gives me a casual wave as he drives past, and like the fangirl I am, I wave right back.

I watch his car disappear around the corner and make a mental note of what I have to do today.

Buy a new dress, the hottest one known to man. Book a hair appointment for Saturday and get everything waxed.

I mean everything.

A knock sounds at my door. It’s Saturday, after the longest week in history.

He’s here.

I’m regretting this before I even go. Stupid, stupid. What am I thinking? Just get it over with.

I open the door in a rush. “Hi.”

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