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“I only had two rules when we started sleeping together and I was ready to throw one right out the window for you so why are you making me say it?” I ask, a plea for mercy in my voice and he shakes his head.

“Because I have no idea what it is that’s holding you back. Why won’t you give us a chance?”

“You’re married!” I scream. “There never was a chance. We never had a chance.”

He takes a step back, blinking in surprise. “What?”

“Oh, God, please don’t make me say it again.”

His gaze softens and he closes the gap between us, cradling my face in his hand again but this time, I can’t pull away from him. The truth is out now, floating between us like an invisible barrier and this is the last time I’ll ever get to be this close to him. With each beat of my heart, the pain intensifies and I wonder how I’ll ever survive falling in love with Chance Turner.

“I’m not married, Princess,” he whispers and I rip myself out of his grip before shoving him away from me.

“I’m not so gullible anymore, Chance.”

He places his hand over his heart and I notice it’s his left hand. No ring. Not even a tan line where a ring once sat. “I swear to you, Carly. I’m not married. You have to believe me when I say I would never do that to you.”

“No. I met your wife.”

His brow furrows and he reaches out, pulling me into his arms. I can’t even fight him.

“I think it’s time you tell me the whole story.”

“Why?” I sneer. “Are you particularly interested in hearing how you broke my heart? Are you some kind of sadist?”

“Carly,” he whispers and the urgency in his tone pulls my gaze to his. “I’m not married and I need you to tell me what happened.”

With a sigh, I slam my eyes shut and take a deep breath. Fine, if he needs me to tell him the story, I will and then we can finally be done with this.

“After we had sex, I went to the bathroom…”

He nods. “Yeah, I remember that part.”

“I was kind of freaking out, but I decided to give our relationship a go. When I walked out of the bathroom, a woman was sitting in the corner of the room. She asked who I was and told me she was your wife. And then she told me to stay away from you.”

“What did she look like?”

“Blonde hair, huge tits, and giraffe legs.”

He sighs, running his hand through his hair. “You didn’t meet my wife, baby. That was my ex-wife, Trixie, and had I known she was going to be at the party, I would have warned you.”

His words hit me in the chest, but I can’t decide if I should believe him or not. Is this just another lie? Another game?

“Please believe me, Princess. Trixie and I have been divorced for a while now and we were never good together to begin with. It was a huge mistake on my part because I got impatient and lonely.”

I don’t know what to believe. Sure, I want to trust what he’s telling me but if he is still lying to me, the heartbreak would kill me, for sure. As I study him, he sighs. Pulling his phone out, he dials a number and puts it on speakerphone.

“Sup?” someone answers and I glance down at the screen. Kodiak.

“Am I married?” Chance asks, meeting my eyes and the sincerity in his gaze is starting to win me over.

“Did you run off to Vegas and marry a stripper again?” Kodiak asks and Chance shakes his head as I arch a brow in his direction.

“Dude, this is serious. Trixie tried telling Carly that we’re still married and now she wants nothing to do with me. Oh, and you’re on speakerphone.”

Kodiak starts laughing and Chance looks a little annoyed. “Hey, Carly.”

“Hi, Kodiak. Is he telling the truth?”