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took
them up one flight. The doors opened into a hallway. He led her down it, into a
bedroom with tall windows that overlooked the strip. It was so lit up they
didn’t even need any lights on, but he flipped a switched and dim lights over
the circular bed came on as he put the champagne and strawberries on a table by
the door.
    “A
round bed?” She giggled, teeth chattering.
    “Yeah
I know.” He laughed. “I didn’t design it.”
    Dorian
wrapped his arms around her, trying to keep her warm, but he was wet too and
she shivered uncontrollably. He sat her on the bed and went into the bathroom,
grabbing two big, fluffy white towels, a robe draped over one arm. He wrapped
one towel around his waist before sitting on the bed. Then he stood her up,
pulling her between his legs and beginning to rub her down with the towel. He
was gentle, squeezing the excess moisture from her hair, rubbing her down until
she felt warm, inside and out.
    Then
he stood too, sliding the silky robe over her shoulders, holding it so she
could slip her arms into the sleeves. Dorian wrapped his arms around her from
behind, both of them looking out at the view of the city below. She smiled,
leaning back against him, not cold anymore. He nuzzled her neck, gently biting
her earlobe, his breath warming her all the way to her toes.
    “Champagne?”
He went over to the table, pouring them both a glass.
    Jodie
took it from him, already too drunk, but she didn’t know if her buzz was from
alcohol anymore.
    “To
ex’s,” Dorian said, clinking his glass to hers. “Karma is sweet, but revenge is
sweeter.”
    She
sipped her champagne, looking at him thoughtfully over the rim. He’d made her
think about Jason again, but for the first time since she’d found out, she
didn’t feel like dying. In fact, she felt very much like living.
    “Strawberry?”
he nodded toward the tray. “I’m too full, but help yourself.”
    She
wandered over, picking up a ripe berry and biting into it, sweet and
juicy—and chocolaty. Dorian stood by the window, towel around his hips,
looking out at the view, drinking his champagne.
    “So
are you going to tell me?” she asked, licking her fingers clean as she moved
toward him, feet silent on the white carpet.
    “Do
you really want to know?” He didn’t ask her what she was inquiring
about—he obviously already knew.
    “Of
course I do.” She stood beside him, resting a cheek against his shoulder.
    “It’s
the same old story. Boy meets girl. Boy falls in love with girl. Boy and girl
spend six years planning a life together. Boy proposes to girl. Girl cheats on
boy. Boy loses girl. Sound familiar?”
    Jodie
nodded. Boy did it ever!
    “So
that was two years ago?” she asked.
    “Three.”
He slipped an arm around her waist. “I spent a year whoring around and then
decided to go off women altogether.”
    “Six
plus three… how old are you?”
    “Thirty.”
    “Jason
and I were together for eight.” Jason. He felt far away from her now. Like a
distant star. She knew it wouldn’t always be that way, but she was grateful for
this man and his ability to make her forget.
    “And
you’re… what? Twenty-five?”
    “Twenty-six,”
she countered. “You know, what you did… swearing off women. That was probably
wise. Relationships suck.”
    “No,
they don’t.” He put his empty glass on the night table and turned to take her
into his arms. “See, that’s where I got it wrong. I chose the wrong path—and
I didn’t even realize it until…”
    “Until?”
    “Until
I kissed you.” As if on cue, he tilted her chin up and he pressed his lips to
hers. It was magical, still, giving her a heated thrill that curled her toes.
He gave her a lazy, half-lidded smile when they parted. “And you… kissed me
right back.”
    “How
could I resist?” she teased.
    “When
I heard what happened to you.” His face darkened, like storm clouds rolling in
on the horizon. “Well, I know how easy it is to want to retreat. To give