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at my side with a couple of groupies.  One of the girls clings to my side.
    “Hi, El,” she purrs.
    I just smile and look toward the camera, as soon as the flash goes off I push her off me. She frowns but returns to her friend.
    “You can have her.” Marcus laughs.
    I take a sip of my water. “I’m good. I have what I need.”
    “I didn’t know you had a girl” He smirks.
    “Yeah I couldn’t tell you had one either.” I counter back. “Speaking of her, where is she?” I ask causally.
    Marcus shrugs. “Beats me. Anyway, don’t train too hard, I’m going to beat your ass anyway.”
    I shrug in return. “I’m not worried.”
    He laughs and turns back to the girls. It pisses me off that he does even know where she is.
    It’s almost two in the morning when I walk in my suite. After spending the last two hours answering questions and talking shit to Marcus who started in on me, I was tired as hell. I still haven’t heard from Madison and I was over it.
    Walking into the bedroom I stop in my tracks. Madison is asleep under the covers. Her pale blonde hair fanned around her making her look like an angel.
    Shedding my clothes to my briefs I gently climb in the bed behind her, trying not to wake her. All I want to do is wake her demanding to know why I haven’t heard from her and then fuck her senseless.
    Instead I pull her close and breathe in her scent. Lines are blurring between what I should do and what I need to do. I’m so fucked, I should be keeping her away, not bringing her close. I tell myself again that I need to stop this.
    Just one more night.
     

 

    I Knew You Were Trouble- Taylor Swift
    I’m warm, too warm. I open my eyes and blink a couple of time. I was in Yoel’s bed.  I must have fallen asleep. Grabbing my phone I check the time. Damn, it’s seven a.m. I knew Marcus wasn’t coming home last night, he rarely does when he does appearances at clubs.
    Slowly I slip out of bed making sure I don’t wake Yoel who’s sleeping soundly. He must have gotten in late.
    In the kitchenette I make coffee and settle on the bar stool with my Kindle. I need a break from reality. Explaining to my parents why Marcus couldn’t make it to dinner last night didn’t go well.
    “Why isn’t Marcus here?” Dad asks gruffly as he reads the menu.
    I called Marcus who basically rushed me off the phone with a ‘don’t stay up late’.
    “He’s training dad.” I sip my wine.
    My mom smiles.”Good, he has that fight coming up.”
    Dad shakes his head. He knows the truth, yet he continues to back this engagement. My family owns an agency that backs Marcus’s career, so basically he wins fights for my dad. I think, I’m not really sure how that works, but I know it’s a big deal.
    The rest of the meal is basically mom making sure I’m playing my role as the dutiful fiancé. All I could think about is the tall, dark and tattooed hottie that calls me baby doll.
    Which led me to his bed last night.  I was bummed to find him gone, but I snuggled up under the covers breathing in his sent.
    I’m sipping my third cup of coffee when Yoel strolls out of the room in just his briefs. I will never get use to the sight of him.
    “Morning, baby doll.” He kisses my forehead.
    “Morning.” I watch him make a cup of coffee. “I tried waiting up for you.”
    He doesn’t look up at me. “Yeah? Sorry, I was at the office late.”
    I nod even though he can’t see me. “Oh, okay. New account?”
    That’s what he did right? Marketing accounts?
    “Uh, yeah. New account.” He still doesn’t look at me. Okay.
    “For who?” I ask.
    Finally his brown eyes flash to mine. “Kind of personal, don’t you think?”
    I blink jerking my head back a little. “Oh, I’m sorry.”
    He shrugs sipping his coffee.
    “Are you mad or something?” I bite my lip.
    Yoel shakes his head with a small laugh. “I don’t hear from you for three days and you just show up.”
    I draw my eyebrows confused. “I thought that’s how