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Never in all the times they were together did
he give Tracy the idea they could be more than what they were. It was never
going to happen, no matter how much she wanted it. Paul wasn’t interested in
her like that. He wasn’t worried about her reaction as she didn’t even bat an
eyelash at him and didn’t seem to even notice his annoyance or lack of interest
in her.
    “I was wondering if you were busy tonight? I feel really lonely, and I could use some of your
cock.” She pushed her tight breasts out to him. Her crude language didn’t shock
him either. Paul wished it did. Tracy simply didn’t care unless she got what
she wanted.
    “No thanks, I have plans, but thanks
for the offer.” He picked up the notes taken for her car and made to leave.
    “Maybe another
night. Come on,
Paul. I know you and your appetite. I’m sure you’re begging to fuck something
soon?” She was not put off at all.
    “I’m good, thanks, and don’t bother
asking. I’m going to be busy for the rest of my life. I think it’s time we
moved on.” Paul told her the truth. He didn’t see the point in lying to her.
    “Surely one woman won’t keep you
that busy. I know you, Paul. Your passions could never handle just one woman. I promise to help you with
more than one woman.” She gave him a wink, and he shot her down again.
    “It’s not going to happen, Tracy.
I’ve moved on. I’m a one woman man.”
    “One woman cannot keep you
satisfied. You’re a fucking animal in bed.” He saw the instant Tracy started to
get angry, and it was the moment she realised he wasn’t going to give in to her
demands.
    “Yep. There is only one woman out there
for me,” he said, moving away from the counter.   She was the last customer to collect her car for the day. All he had
left to do was finish with the mechanics of the car he’d been working on and
then he could get home. He wanted to get started on the meatballs for Rachel.
    “But you said I was a really great
fuck,” she said. He watched the outrage cross her face. Actually, she’d asked
him if she was a great fuck, and he’d nodded in agreement.  
    He was really starting to hate his
past. The women he’d screwed at the time knew the score. Paul had never been
about manipulating women. He told them what to expect, and he never promised to
give them anything more than a few orgasms. Tracy was the only woman hanging
around. The other women backed off and knew how to play the game. Tracy knew
how to play the game. He’d seen her with more than enough men. From what he
heard she was with someone different last night. Tracy could really bite him in
the ass if she wanted to make waves for him and Rachel, especially after he told Mitch and they went public.
    Shaking his head, he turned back to
her. “It was just a fuck. You wanted it, and I wanted it. There was nothing
else for us. We didn’t give each other promises. You were the one who stated
you wouldn’t be tied down to a man. You wanted sex, Tracy. I gave you sex. Damn
good sex, but sex all the same.” Not the kind of sex he intended to share with
Rachel. With Tracy their time together had been empty and meaningless. In the
short time he’d been with Rachel, Paul already saw a difference.  
    “Are you calling me a whore?”
    “No, I’m not calling you a whore.
Stop putting words in my fucking mouth. We fucked. Get over it. I have.”
    Paul was losing his patience.
Glancing at the clock on the far wall he saw he only had a short time to get
home. If he didn’t hurry his plans would be ruined. The only woman he wanted in
his life was Rachel.
    Why didn’t he fight Mitch for her
when he had the chance?  
    “Well I wonder if the tramp you’re
screwing knows about your past. I’m sure she would not want you if she knew the
truth. You’re an animal, Paul Ellis, and you treat women like shit.” Her anger made
her voice high pitched and squeaky. He winced from the sound.
    “She knows everything about me. More
than anyone