“A mish-mosh of tears, because no matter how often she told herself the memory of stupid comments wouldn’t hurt her, they still did. But at the same time, the sight of Ryan looking at her, droopy and inconsolable as a saggy-eyed basset hound, pulled from a whole different well of sorrow. She knotted her fingers together and groped for something to say. “You told them,” she said, and it came out somewhere in between a disbelieving whisper and an angry hiss. “You told all those guys at the pool yo...u were sleeping with me!” Ryan shook his head. “I didn’t tell anyone.” God, did he have to look so…tragic? “They all knew!” “Not because I said anything, Mia. I swear.” She folded her arms and tried to look convinced of herself. “Sure.” “Mia, when a guy has the best weekend of his life, the men who know him can tell.” Part of her threatened to soften, because it had been the best weekend of her life, too. Their fourth one together, and it just kept getting better each time.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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