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There had been times, in the past, when she’d been at work and pulled her phone out, tempted to see where he was. But she hadn’t. She’d forgotten that he’d be able to find her. She should’ve deleted the app, but she hadn’t given it a thought. In fact, she had turned her phone to silent mode and put it on top of the fridge the moment after she’d sent a text to Sophie to let her know that she’d arrived safely. She’d been worried that John would continue his text and calling campaign. She never expected that Marco would come searching for her. She’d broken their engagement — if the roles had been reversed she would’ve been burning everything he’d ever given her.
    She handed back his phone. “I’m not sure what to say.”
    “That you’re happy to see me?”
    Phoebe laughed. For some reason, at this moment in time, things didn’t seem so overwhelming. “Yes, Marco, I am happy to see you.”
    “Good.” His overconfidence should’ve bothered her but she was coming to accept it as part of him. A secret corner of her heart was thrilled that he was chasing her. Was it because he more than just cared for her, or was it because his ego was bruised that she’d broken off their engagement? There was only one way to find out.
    “Well now that I know why you’re here and that, yes, it is good to see you, care to answer why you chased me down?”
    She stood her ground as he closed the distance between them.
    “I came because I couldn’t stay away.”
    “Is your ego hurt because I broke off our engagement?”
    He shook his head and pulled her into his embrace. As he wrapped his arms around her she held herself stiff. She didn’t want to let him know she was getting used to being held by him again.
    “My ego isn’t hurt, but I believe I told you it wasn’t over and it isn’t. I’m not planning on letting you go.”
    He shifted and she knew he was going to try and kiss her. She couldn’t think when he did that. Phoebe moved quickly out of his embrace. She could tell it was the last thing he expected. It was clear Marco thought she was going to go along with everything he said or did. And after the kisses they’d shared that afternoon she could understand why he would think that.
    “Don’t you start pressuring me too, Marco,” she said tiredly. “I came here to get away from that. You’re as bad as John.”
    It was like she’d physically slapped him with the way he moved three steps back. As she looked up, she saw the anger in his eyes — it blasted at her like the setting sun over the ocean. The last time she’d seen that look had been the night they’d broken up. It wasn’t a look she enjoyed having directed in her vicinity.
    “You’ve seen John again?”
    Phoebe nodded, not game to say anything, worried about how he would react. Oh, she knew he wasn’t going to hurt her but she could see the tenseness in his jaw.
    “You saw him here? But you told me earlier you weren’t expecting to see him here.” He spat the words out as if he’d tasted moldy food.
    “No,” she burst out. “The only person who has interrupted my solitude is you.”
    “When did you see him last then?”
    She knew he wasn’t going to like what she had to say next. “The night we broke up.”
    • • •
    Marco had to walk away — if he didn’t, he would punch the wall. The thought of Phoebe, his Phoebe, talking — and maybe more — to that man the night they’d broken up, filled him with a rage he hadn’t felt since he’d found out that Veronika was a fake and a fraud.
    But, like watching a train wreck, he had to find out all the details. He wasn’t sure what he’d do if he found out they spent the night together — even if it was just talking.
    “What did he want?”
    “Do you really want to do this, Marco? He’s not here, you are.”
    A harsh laugh erupted from him. “How do I know you haven’t told him to come up after you’d been here a week?”
    As the color rose up in her face, he