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stupid enough to sleep with him.
    But still, that just didn’t seem like the Randall she knew. When they had dated in high school, he was one hundred percent faithful. He hadn’t even looked another girl’s way. But it had been years since she’d seen him. People changed, and not always for the better.
    Francesca took a long sip of her drink. She wasn’t sure she had changed for the better either. She was the one who dumped him, telling him he could never be the man she needed. And for years, she had been living the high life with man after man, waiting on one of those rich men to steal her heart. It hadn’t happened yet, and now she had a reputation.
    Francesca took a seat on her couch, still in the dark. She set the bottle in her lap and decided that it was time to change. The life she’d been living wasn’t getting her to where she wanted to be. The first thing she was going to do was get to know herself before she let anyone else in.
    She stood and then finished off the bottle of wine. It had been close to empty when she opened it and now it was gone. She debated opening another bottle, but decided a long hot bath would be a better option than drowning her sorrows in wine.
    After she got the bath started, she chose some music and lit a few candles. She kept the lights off. Once the tub was full of warm liquid and bubbles, she stripped off her clothes. As the water engulfed her, she began to feel better. Sometimes a bath was just what you needed. Leaning her head back against the tile, she closed her eyes and simply relaxed.
    She finally felt at peace, as though the day was being lifted away. Things were going to be fine.
    Knock knock!
    Opening her eyes, Francesca gazed around. Had she heard someone knock? Then she heard it again. She started to get up but changed her mind. If it was important, they’d call her cellphone. And since she hadn’t gotten a call from the front gate, she assumed it might be her nosey neighbor.
    Letting her eyelids drift shut again, she ignored whoever was out there. She focused on the music.
    “Fuck!” she heard a male voice coming from her bedroom.
    Oh my God, there’s someone in my apartment. She sat up, her heart beating rapidly as she looked for a nearby towel. She tried to pull herself out of the bath quietly so she wouldn’t draw attention to where she was.
    “There you are.” Randall appeared in her bathroom.
    Francesca froze. Part of her was relieved to see it was Randall and not a burglar, but the other half was pissed. “Get out!” she screamed.
    He looked almost like a deer caught in headlights. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
    “By breaking into my apartment?” Did he not remember her brother was a cop?
    “It was unlocked and you didn’t answer. I knew you were upset, and I wanted to check on you.”
    “But you don’t just come into someone’s house,” she argued. “That’s called breaking and entering.”
    “I didn’t break anything, and you’re the one who didn’t answer the door. Your car is out front and I knew you were here.”
    Letting out a frustrated sigh, she said, “Did you ever stop to think I was ignoring whoever was there? I am, as you can see, in the bath.”
    Oh yes, he definitely knew she was naked. She hated that she noticed the bulge in his pants as he took in the scene in front of him.
    “Can you please leave so I can get out and get dressed?” she asked.
    “We need to talk.”
    “Fine, but not in here.”
    “I’m sorry about earlier. I never should have jumped to the conclusion I did about you and Ben. It was wrong and immature. And I know I said hurtful things. In fact, I’ve said a lot lately. I don’t know what comes over me when I’m with you.”
    Francesca let out another sigh. “Look, I’ll talk. Just please let me get dressed.”
    Randall’s gaze swept over her again. Her nipples puckered and she was so glad bubbles were covering them. The last thing she wanted right now was for him to know how