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brown hair in agitation. “Don’t answer that, Ivy. I don’t want to know.”
    “But –”
    His gaze shifted to meet hers. “Can we just forget that past happened and just start over? Maybe just accept my apology and go from there. I handled the situation wrong and I don’t think I’m entirely to blame, but if accepting full blame can help put this behind us then I’ll happily accept it.”
    She hesitated for a brief moment, but eventually nodded. “I’d like that.”
    “Good.” He took another step closer, then two, pulling her into his arms. This time she didn’t tense or hold back like she’d done in the kitchen, but fell into him, slipping her arms around his neck and burying her face into the crook between his neck and shoulder.
    Unlike Trey who had the enticing smell of cologne Ethan was simpler and more natural, soap and aftershave. It was equally good and enticing and seemed to reflect their personalities. Trey had always been the wilder one, he always tended to do things in a big way. Ethan had always been the quieter and more responsible one. The only thing the two friends had in common was the fact they were devilishly handsome and sinfully sexy in their own unique ways and they were desired by most of the women Ivy knew.
    He pulled her tighter and she responded. “That’s more like it.”
    “Huh?”
    Ethan chuckled. “The hug. You’re actually hugging me like you mean it and not like I have some disease or something.”
    “I didn’t –”
    “You did. And it’s okay. Maybe I deserved it.” He pulled back from her and she immediately missed the feel of his body against hers. It had felt so damned right in his arms. “I’m not feeling great. I think it’s a mixture of exhaustion and too much alcohol. I’m going to hit the sack, but I’m sure Trey will be happy to keep you entertained.”
    “All right. ’Night.” She grabbed the doorknob and went to open the bedroom door when he stopped her, his hand over hers. She looked up with questions in her eyes and met his gaze.
    “We’re not the same men we were, Ivy. Neither of us are. And yes, we did know you had a weight problem, but we never considered you the fat girl, even if that’s what you may have felt.”

Chapter 4
     
    Trey
    Trey watched her in amusement from atop his bike as Ivy eyed his motorcycle with skepticism.
    “I don’t think this is what Ethan meant when he said you should entertain me today while he’s working. Personally, I was thinking we could drive down to the beach,” Ivy stated.
    “We will.” He patted the back of his bike with his gloved hand. “But on this, not in your car. It’s too nice of a day to be cramped up in a car.”
    Ivy looked down at the helmet in her hands then back up at him. She looked so damned cute in the leather jacket and tight jeans it was becoming agony to keep his hands to himself. The memory of their kiss the previous night kept replaying itself in his mind and he wanted more. The problem was that her demeanor had changed after she’d come back downstairs from her talk with Ethan; she’d gone from flirty and seemingly into him to subdued. He wasn’t sure quite yet what that meant – neither she nor Ethan said what they’d spoken about – but he intended to find out. Usually he preferred working the same shifts as Ethan, but was glad this week their shifts were alternating so he could get some alone time with Ivy.
    “But, I’ve never been on the back of a bike before. What if I do something wrong and the bike falls over or something?”
    A wide grin spread across Trey’s lips as he looked over his shoulder and patted the back of his motorcycle seat again. “Get on, hold tight to me and that’s all you need to do. Come on. The girl I used to know wouldn’t think twice about it. Has college made you uptight and rigid?”
    “That’s a nervy assumption.”
    He shrugged, his smile widening.
    Cocking her head to the side she returned his grin. “Fine. You win.” Pulling