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Know them, Sassy?”
    I cringed and turned around
slowly. Man, can’t I go out without running into the team after hours? I
breathed a sigh of relief; it was only a few of the guys, they must live
locally—I recognized Harry and Jackson, but they moved out of sight quickly,
disappearing around the corner following the waitress who was seating them.
    “God they’re hot,” Ren said.
    “So hot,” Max agreed. “You’ll be
like that if you keep up that green smoothie diet.”
    “Think so?” Ren said, looking at
his biceps.
    Ethan and I grinned at each.
    “Ah love, ain’t it grand?” I said,
admiring the two of them.
    “Speaking of which, how’s the love
life?” Ethan asked me.
    “Funny you should ask,” I said. “I
have a German stalker… from the Saints.”
    “Not the Kaiser?” Max asked.
    “Since when did you follow
soccer?” I frowned at him.
    “Since you started working for
them,” he said. “Don’t say I’m not a supportive best friend. He just came in
you know.”
    I flipped around again but
couldn’t see him. “Are you sure?” I asked.
    “I’d know him anywhere,” Max said,
and Ren nodded.
    My eyes narrowed. “Did he have a
girl with him?” I asked.
    Max shook his head. “He was with
those other Saints.” Max got distracted. “There’s a friend of mine, James, I’ll
be back.” Max and Ren excused themselves and I looked towards the area that the
Saints were shown to. I couldn’t see Nik and I wondered if he saw me.
    “Sassy…” Ethan started.
    “Oh no,” I stopped him, “I
recognize that tone. I’m going to get the ‘get back on the horse’ lecture
aren’t I?” I said, narrowing my eyes at him. “Is this my brother or my
therapist talking?”
    Ethan webbed his fingers together
and leaned forward. “Both. Sass, you need to trust in love again.”
    I rolled my eyes. “What a lovely
notion,” I said.
    Ethan grabbed my hand. “No really.
I know we’ve spoken of this before, but when you met Adam, you were pretty
naive and he was your first major love. So you bought into it, you believed he
was going to be loyal and it would be happily ever after…”
    “I blame our parents for being
such great role models,” I mumbled, sipping my drink.
    Ethan grinned. “Yeah, damn them.
But not all guys are like your ex-husband; some of us believe in commitment and
loyalty, so don’t give up on that, okay? That’s all I’m saying.”
    “Sure that’s all you’re saying?” I
narrowed my eyes and Ethan laughed.
    “Well I wouldn’t mind adding a bit
about the fact that Adam is unlikely to change, ever, but you’ll know what is
right next time because your eyes are wide open.”
    “If there’s a next time,” I said.
    “Sass, there’ll be a next time.
You deserve love and you deserve someone who believes in it like you do. Don’t
let this experience harden you, take a chance.”
    I went to brush Ethan off again
but he knew me too well.
    “For me?”
    I groaned. “You’re not going to
play that card are you?”
    Ethan nodded. “I am. Take a chance
for me because seeing you happy would bring a lot of happiness into my world.
Try?” he said.
    I didn’t answer and he nudged his
foot against mine under the table. I nodded sort of and he smiled.
    “I’ll take that as a yes. Let the man
in,” Ethan said. “You got to remember he’s had some experience too and his
heart might not be whole either.”
    I scoffed. “He told me he’s never
been turned down, ever.”
    “That doesn’t mean that he’s found
what he wants,” Ethan said.
     

 
    Chapter 8
     
     
    I had had company or gone out nearly every night
since the weekend, so I decided Thursday night was my designated stay home with
Prada night. The music was pumping and I was pushing through my sit-ups in sets
of twenty, then to the push-ups which I didn’t manage quite as well, back to
the weights set and then the skipping. I had my twenty-five minute circuit
worked out and my music tracks timed perfectly