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that in mind since he doesn’t hate me anymore—or hate me as much.”
    “It’ll get better as time goes on. He’ll probably be back to normal after we get married. That way he’ll know I’m not going to take off.”
    “He doesn’t know that already?”
    “He’s still insecure because of all the bad things he’s done to me.”
    He shook his head. “If you haven’t let him yet, I would assume you never would.”
    “I never will but he doesn’t see it that way.”
    “We can be our own worst critic.”
    “I forgave him but he can’t forgive himself.”
    Cortland released my hand and leaned back in his chair. “So, should we call them?”
    “No need.” Sean sat in the chair next to me and grabbed my hand.
    I flinched because I didn’t know he was there. Had he been listening the whole time? “Hey. Did you sleep well?”
    “Until I realized you weren’t there.” He nodded to Cortland. “Where’s yours?”
    “She’s asleep too. I’m too much for her in the sack.”
    I laughed. “I highly doubt that. Not with an ass like that.”
    “Are you checking out my girlfriend’s ass?” Cortland asked.
    “It’s hard not to miss it,” I said.
    “I sneaked a peek too,” Sean said.
    Cortland looked at him but didn’t respond to his comment.
    I immediately recognized Sean’s intent. It was a direct jab at Cortland.
    “She has a nice rack too,” Sean added.
    “Knock it off, Sean,” I said as I grabbed his forearm.
    “What?” he asked. “It’s not like I’ve seen them or anything.” He kept looking at Cortland, daring him to say something. “Or fucked her.”
    Cortland clenched his fists on the table but kept his words from escaping his mouth.
    “Sean, I mean it,” I said.
    “What? I was just giving a compliment. She’s just a friend tha t I’d like to fuck at her lowest point.”
    I looked at Cortland. “C ould you excuse us for a moment?”
    Without a word, he stood up and walked away.
    I turned on Sean. “I’m this close to slapping you across the face.”
    He didn’t meet my look.
    “Sean, look at me.”
    He said nothing.
    “What the hell was that about?”
    “I saw him holding your hand. It just pissed me off.”
    “Seriously? That set you off?”
    “How would you feel if you walked into my office and I was holding hands with Maria, that slut I used to work with?”
    I met his gaze and saw the anger in his eyes.
    “How is that any different? Even if I never slept with her?”
    I knew he had a point. “Sean, it meant nothing. I was telling him about my mom and he was trying to comfort me.”
    His eyes widened. “You were telling him about her? You haven’t even told me.”
    I saw the hurt in his eyes. “I didn’t go into detail. I just said the abridged version so he would understand what was going on.”
    He shook his head. “Am I your best friend? Am I?”
    “Of course.”
    “Or is it him? You can’t have both.”
    “Sean, it’s you. It’s always been you.”
    “I’m making an effort to be friends with Cortland because he means so much to you, but I’m not going to do this if he means more to you than I do. So pick. Him or me?”
    “What kind of question is that?”
    “Who’s your best friend? Who’s the person who gets to hold your hand? The person that gets to marry you?”
    “You. Of course it’s you.”
    “Then I’m tired of sharing you. I trust you so you can be friends with him, but I don’t want you holding his hand or telling him something so personal that you won’t even tell me. That just hurts, Scarlet.”
    “Like I said, I didn’t tell him anything.”
    He looked away but the anger was still in his eyes.
    “But you’re right. I won’t hold his hand or be affectionate at all, other than hugging each other goodbye.”
    “It’s ridiculous that I even have to ask you that. I don’t go around holding hands with my girlfriends, girls that I’ve fucked.”
    “You’re right.”
    “I know I am.”
    “I’m sorry. It won’t happen