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mess up my clothes any more than throwing them all over their floor had. “I’m actually surprised they aren’t too badly wrinkled,” he said, running a hand over them.
    I laughed and stepped out of Bryce’s arms. “Yeah, I’m picky about my clothes. If they wrinkle too easily, I won’t buy them or I’ll return them. I don’t have time to be ironing my clothes multiple times a day. I want them looking good all day.” I shrugged as I stepped into my skirt and zipped it up. That made me blush as I remembered what had commenced while in the air.
    “You blush now?” Ben laughed. So I told him every time I zipped up a skirt from then on, I’d remember our little tryst. “Good,” was all he said in response.
    “I told her this didn’t have to be a one-time thing,” Bryce spoke up.
    “I don’t live here, so yeah, it probably does.” I gave him a sad smile over my shoulder as I put on my bra, then pulled my shirt over my head, and tucked it into my skirt.
    “So this is it then?” He frowned like the idea saddened him.
    “Well, I’m supposed to be in town for at least one more night for work before I head back home,” I admitted, even as I knew it was a bad idea. I should just get out of their place and back to my life before things got awkward. So I added, “But I don’t know how much free time I’ll have.”
    “Okay.” Bryce turned and walked out of the room.
    After a quick glance at Ben, I went after Bryce and out into the room I had come in through. I could hear Ben following behind me after a moment.
    Bryce was in the process of buttoning up his jeans when I walked in.
    “I’m sad you are leaving, but happy we at least had this one afternoon with you,” Bryce said before yanking his shirt over his head.
    “Me too.” I gave him another kiss on the cheek before turning to do the same to Ben. He must have put on jeans before following me. “Thank you,” I whispered as I kissed his cheek.
    “Trust me, the pleasure was all mine.” He winked as I stepped back.
    Bending over, I snatched up my purse then grabbed my luggage handle before giving a final nod and walking out the apartment door. I walked quickly down the hallway and pressed the elevator button. It had been a wild time, but I didn’t have time for a man in my life and I certainly didn’t have room for two of them. Not that they were offering me anything like that, but I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like having more than one experience with them. They’d both known what they were doing and sadly, I’d been with too many men who didn’t.
    When the elevator arrived, I pulled my suitcase in and took it to the lobby. Thankfully the doors of the elevator were shiny, and I could see my reflection because I looked like a hot mess. Or rather, a very well-fucked woman. Once I arrived at the lobby, I quickly looked around and located the bathroom. Keeping my head down, I dashed straight for it, hoping no one would look my direction. I opened the door and slipped inside so I could get a better assessment of the damage.
    What I found looking back at me in the mirror made me gasp in horror. How could those sexy men want to see me again? With the help of water and my fingers I was able to fix my hair and wipe away the smudges under my eyes to pull a tired version of myself together enough so I wouldn’t be embarrassed.
    I left the bathroom and the building to happily find a woman exiting a taxi that I was able to nab before it sped off. I told the cabbie the name of my hotel and then sat back, closed my eyes, and allowed my brain to go through the entire afternoon again.
    When the cab pulled up to my hotel, I realized I hadn’t even exchanged phone numbers with the either of the men, so even if I did change my mind, which I was starting to, I had no way to contact them. Sighing, I paid my fare and went to check in. I was forced to stick to my initial decision, and the more time that passed, the more regretful I was. Having a