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Please don’t turn me away.”
    With a grunt of frustration, I laid it all out to Sable. I did not want her to have even the smallest chance to say I led her on. “Look, the only reason you have this job is because your mother is a friend of my mom’s a nd pleaded with her for me to give you a job. And frankly, you suck a t it. When we get back to the States, you are out of here. I am sorry, but you are just way more trouble and hassle than you are worth.”
    “But Wy…”
    “No! That is it, I’m done. I have to get ready; I am meeting my friends later tonight for some drinks.”
    Sable’s head snapped up and a predatory gleam came to her eyes. “Where?”
    “Shit, don’t you get it? I don’t want you and I am not going to ever want you.”
    As Sable stomped to the door to jerk it open, a sense of dread filled me. A crazy ass bitch had gotten in between me and Kylee before, but I won’t let one keep her from me now.
    A thought suddenly entered my mind. Crow had explained that since he had won the sparring match that Kylee had to dress pretty provocatively tonight, and I didn’t know how I would take it, seeing other men ogling her. This was evidently a long standing bet, and I sure as hell didn’t want to think about all the times she might have lost in the past, and all the men that had seen her dressed like a common street walker. That led to me thinking about the possible men that she could have been with, and really pissed me off. Kylee wasn’t a whore, but seven years was seven years and I have to be realistic. I can’t expect her to have not looked for someone to share her life during that time. Even though I always knew that Kylee was it for me, so I had never tried to replace her and the few times I had tried to have a random hookup had ended rather badly. In fact, I finally gave up even trying.
    I just hoped I wouldn’t have to hear or see Kylee’s past. I know deep down that I deserve to feel all kinds of hell for what I put her through, but I hoped that God in all his mercy wouldn’t punish me in that way. But questions still rolled in my head; where has Kylee be en, what has she been doing, who was she now and the most important one; do I still have a place in her heart?

6
    “My dear, I don’t give a damn”
    Margaret Mitchell , Gone with the Wind
     
    Kye
    “Damn, this is gonna suck! And when I say suck, I mean majorly suck.” As I turned around in front of the antique full length mirror in my bedroom, I took a silent inventory of what I saw. The deep purple dress that I am wearing certainly left little to the i magination. Actually, the “dress” was really the blouse to a purple chiffon blouse and skirt combo that I wore when Toby and I attended formal functions for the DEA. The deep V of the collar exposed an indecent amount of cleavage, and in the past I had pinned it together to make sure that less of me was exposed. But not tonight, n o tonight I have to purposely put my goods on display. I went a little overboard on my makeup too. I really didn’t mean to, but I got lost in repeating my rules to live by litany and before I knew it, I looked in the mirror to see my face completely transformed into someone I didn’t know. Deep gray eye shadow covered my eye lids, and my eyes were expertly lined with eye liner, and my eyelashes were coated in mascara and looked about two miles long.
    I let out an exaggerated sigh , pulled back my shoulders and walked in the club’s front door. Hey maybe tonight’s festivities will help me keep my mind off Wy… him . Besides, I owed the guys. A bet was a bet, and they had always kept their end of the deal, so it was now my turn to keep mine. But if Crow thought for one minute that this was ever going to happen again, he was so crazy that even a padded room wouldn’t help him.
    As I walked to the bar where all the guys were, all the leers and once overs started to get to me. By the time I got to where the guys were sitting at the bar, all the