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Chapter Forty-One

Mack

 

Here I stood, dumbfounded, watching this asshole light up a cigarette.

He caught me staring, then scowled. “You good, man?”

I closed my jaw, my cheeks clenching. “Yeah, I’m good.”

Nodding, he turned the opposite way, taking a long drag of his cigarette.

My nostrils flared. Was he having an after-sex smoke? 

There was no fucking way. 

Instead of approaching him, I charged into the hotel, pacing the main entrance, then found a seat at the bar when I felt the front desk worker’s eyes on me. 

“Back for another round?” the bartender asked. “Same as last time?”

“Whiskey, please. Neat.”

The bartender nodded, then went to make my drink.

I pulled out my phone, debating on what to do. Why was I so furious? Did she really sleep with that guy? She’d just send me photos of her in lingerie with her tits out. Maybe he was really with M
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