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silent tears. More than anything, she wanted to draw this man into her arms and ease him. But he was apparently angry with her, laboring under the delusion that she and his brother had betrayed him.
    “I’m so sorry to hear that, Luke.” Her voice broke and he swung his gaze to hers. For a moment, she stopped breathing. His jaw was set and a tendon violently jumped in the corner.
    “I know you were interested in Ryan,” he accused.
    “What? Why would you think that? I was never interested in him as more than a friend!” The sticky juices she’d spilled for Luke wet her inner thighs. She crossed her arms over her body to try to still the shaking.
    “I saw the way you were starting to look at him. Flirting with him.”
    She shook her head. “I-I didn’t. That was your misconception!”
    “Really?” He rooted her in place with his sharp gaze. The accusation in his eyes cut her to the quick. Tears prickled her eyelids.
    “Luke, it was always you. I never strayed from you. If you hadn’t ended it, I would have hoped to have someday become your wife—”
    “Stop it, Josie! At least tell me the truth after all this time!” His bark brought her tears to the surface. They bulged at the roots of her lashes and ran down her face. Devastated, she began to cry in earnest.
    “I have no reason to lie about this, Luke. Not ever, but especially not now.”
    “If you tell me the truth, maybe I can get past it in my mind and we can make something of this.” He waved a hand to indicate them and the hotel room that was still wreathed with the scents of their passion.
    Her heart cracked in two. What could be salvaged after his accusation? He’d dropped her years ago because he felt he couldn’t trust her. What would convince him now?
    She stumbled across the room and grabbed his clothes. Gathering them into a bundle, she stalked back and threw them at him. He caught them with an astonished look on his face. His shirt tumbled to the floor.
    “Get out, Luke!”
    His eyes narrowed and he took a step toward her. “You’re going to kick me out without even trying to explain yourself?”
    Fury claimed her heart and the tears that spurted from her now were ones of anger. “I shouldn’t have to! You just told me you love me, but you basically can’t trust me and think I betrayed you with your own brother! Ugh!” She clenched her fists and stomped one bare heel into the carpet. “You don’t even know what you want, Luke! Don’t even know what you’re feeling!”
    He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bouncing in his throat. “That’s true.”
    “Get. Out.” She pointed to the door. When he didn’t move, she spun away and started getting dressed, throwing on her jeans and panties and her shirt went on without bothering with a bra. She never wanted to see this infuriating man again. She’d always prize his act of heroism that had rescued her and Maggie from their burning home. But she didn’t need to put up with more hurt caused by a man.
    He dressed slowly, throwing her long looks that threatened to steal her control. She didn’t know whether to climb on top of him and sink over his cock or call hotel security.
    “Please go.” She faced him, panting for breath as if she’d run a mile in minutes.
    He let his eyes slip away from hers and pressed his lips into a tight seam. “I don’t know what to say.”
    “Yeah? You seemed to find some good words a half an hour ago when your cock was inside me. I guess it was all a lie though.”
    His features shuddered and then settled into a mask. “I never lie.”
    She stared at him, numbness stealing over her. She folded her arms over her chest. “Neither do I.”
    He twisted away from her and slammed through the door. When the heavy door clicked shut on the love of her life, she crumpled to the floor in a mess of sobs. I did the right thing. She chanted this to herself as she tried to choke back the tears that were the result of a broken spirit. How many times could she put