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coming from her. I’m pretty sure she was going to use another word but caught herself before she offended me. I know I should bite my tongue and try to escape as soon as possible, but I can't resist. I ask, “So how do you know Jude?”
    She finally look s into my eyes as she answers, “Oh, we've been friends since we were kids. His sister and I are inseparable. I'm the maid of honor at her wedding. Maybe I'll see you there?”
    She only makes that last comment because she knows she won't be seeing me there. I get the feeling she knows everything about Jude’s relationships, and she either disapproves or wants in. I'm going with the latter.
    Once she's done sucking my blood and what’s left of my patience out of my body, I grab my bag and rush toward the door.
    “Hope to see you at the wedding,” she chirps as I open the door. I swing back around and glare at her well-sculpted smile.
    “ That's not real likely. I'm not interested in becoming part of the family. I'm only interested in how well he can fuck me.” Her eyes widen and she tries to hold back her gasp, but it's the reaction I was looking for. I smile to myself as I strut out of her office. Even though she made me uncomfortable, I know I won't question Jude about her. We don't have that kind of relationship. So as much as I want to tell him to go fuck himself for sending me to a woman who obviously has had a crush on her sister's brother for years, I won't. I just need to learn to separate my feeling because what Jude and I have is strictly physical.
     
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    “Are you really going?” Stacia asks.
    She’s watching me as I pull my skin-tight, sleeveless red dress down over my expensive lingerie. Usually I avoid spending large amounts of money on anything, but sexy underwear is a must. Rule number one in my business is to not sleep with a client, but occasionally I have to take a few items of clothing off to keep him interested enough to give me what I need. Rule number two, never stick around too long or a man will get agitated and attempt to take what you won’t give him.
    “I don’t like this,” Stacia says. She strides into the room and flops down on my bed.
    I meet her eyes in the mirror as I put on my earrings. Her lips are pouty, and her expression a mixture of nervousness and fear.
    “I have to do this,” I answer.
    “No, you don’t. You’ve just met this guy, and you’ve already broken one of the rules. You haven’t slept with a guy since Shane, and you see how terribly that ended.”
    Shane dropped into my life right when I needed him. He was young and charming with wavy blond hair and shimmering gray eyes. Stacia know s how I feel about her mentioning his name, so I know she’s really trying to talk me out of this. We never talk about Shane, and that’s the way I like to keep it.
    I place my shaky hands on the dresser and hang my head. A couple of deep breaths and the tightening in my chest eases but doesn’t disappear.
    “He was different. That will never happen again. Girls like us shouldn’t be looking for love and a happily ever after. We don’t deserve it, so it’s not an option.”
    “You sound like Mason,” she whispers. I spin around and look into her gray eyes. She’s my sister, friend, and sometimes mother because she watches over me like one. How we ended up with no one but each other is a long, twisted story I refuse to think about most days.
    “Maybe he’s right,” I say.
    She flinches then shakes her head, sighing heavily. “He’s not.” She gets off the bed and walks toward me. “This is a mistake. He knows it, you know it, and I know it. I can’t stop you from going to this man, but please be careful. Any man who wants to control you will most likely break you.” She leans in and kisses me on the cheek before walking out the door.

Chapter Five
    Kylie

 
    Thursday evening, as I leave Portland in my little black convertible, I can't help but feel like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind.