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I said hello and watched them with polite interest as I started unloading the delivery bag, separating out each person’s order so that Cynthia didn’t have to do it.

“Thanks,” she said. “You know, you’re the only person from Dinardo’s who has ever done that. Not that it’s required or anything. It’s just nice.”

I smiled at her and got ready to leave. She was clearly busy and had a lot of company for lunch today. She wouldn’t have time for a chat.

I glanced down the hallway that led to Jack’s ‘cave’ in hopes I would see him. I wasn’t disappointed. He was leaning against the wall, watching me, those eyes of his taking everything in. I sucked in a breath when we made eye contact.

He really was the most handsome guy I’d ever seen. Just looking at him, the way he carried himself, the intensity in his eyes, the athletic way he moved his body—it all reminded me of how great I thought we’d be in bed together. And I enjoyed being around him. Yes, he was a little awkward, but I found it endearing.

I swallowed hard and looked away.

“Jack tells me he saw you at Bahia Del Sol,” Cynthia said. “Do you work there, too, dear?”

Before I could answer, the phone on her desk rang. “Oh, excuse me a moment.”

Kim snort laughed. “Oh, that must have been before hemade his way to his fuckpad, huh, Tallon?” She held up her hand for a high five, and Ben gave her one, laughing.

“Right? How many nights a week does he use that thing?” Jonah asked.

“You’re just jealous, asshole,” Ben said, winking at me. “If you could take a different woman there every night of the week, I’m sure you would.”

“I’m perfectly happy,” Jonah said, pulling Kim in for a long hug and a slightly inappropriate kiss.

I looked away. So, I was right. More than right. Jack fucked a different girl every night—in the place he’d bought or rented just for that purpose. The place he was probably planning to take me. I was suddenly feeling a little sick.

No matter how much I needed to get back out there, I didn’t want to be just another one of the endless number of girls who floated in and out of his life.

I could practically feel his eyes burning against my skin. I glanced at him again. His face was red, and he looked embarrassed. He started walking towards everyone.

They were still talking about his conquests and what a manwhore he was, and it was getting very uncomfortable to be standing there. They were going on and on, and I was learning more about Jack Lancaster than I’d ever wanted to know.

I hurried to finish setting out the orders as fast as I could so I could get out of there.

I couldn’t believe they said these things where Cynthia could hear, but she appeared to be wrapped up in her phone conversation. The look in her eyes, though, told a different story. She looked both sad and a little angry. I didn’t know if it was at the raucous group in the corner laughing at her youngest grandchild’s expense, or if it was at Jack.

Maybe it was both.

“I’m not like that anymore,” Jack said loudly, interrupting their chatter.

All conversation stopped, and I cursed the buggy for not cooperating. The handle was always a little funky,and I had to get it pushed out just right to get it to go in the right direction. I was about to just leave anyway, dragging it behind me, but then things got interesting.

“Since when?” Ben asked, the disbelief in his tone evident.

“Since a couple of weeks ago,” he said, staring directly at me. I knew that had been around the same time he’d met me. But I wasn’t about to fall for such an obvious line.

“Right,” Kim said sarcastically. “Two whole weeks of changing your ways.”

“No, it’s true,” Tallon defended his friend and glanced at me. “He didn’t get with the chick from the other night. And he only went out because he’d promised me he would.”

“And all the other nights?” laughed Ben. “Jack might sleep alone, but he doesn’t start the night alone if you know what I mean.” He waggled his brows suggestively.

Cynthia hung up the phone. “Yes, Benjamin,” she said drily, “I believe we are all aware of what you mean.”

Ben had the grace to look embarrassed. “Sorry, Grandma.”

She nodded at him, forgiving him.

Jonah took a look at his brother. “Hey—do you have a meeting we don’t know about or something? Why are you so dressed up?”