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Nick stroked her harder, faster, drawing out her orgasm, his eyes dark and filled with desire. He murmured soft words but she didn’t hearhim, didn’t recognize what he was asking until she felt the last tiny wave leave her.
    â€œAre you protected?” he asked again.
    And she looked at him and shook her head. “I don’t have, I mean I don’t—”
    He stood up and reached into his pocket, then something stopped him. She’d never forget the look on his face, the way he studied her as she lay naked on the bed.
    â€œNick?” Dread beat against her chest and her stomach coiled.
    He stared at her and blinked. His gaze roved over her again and this time she truly felt naked and strangely alone. Then the unthinkable happened. Nick shook his head, closing his eyes to her and taking deep breaths. “I can’t do this, Brooke. I’m gonna have to leave.”
    â€œNick?” Panicked, Brooke lifted up to reach for him.
    To her horror, he backed away, as if repulsed by her touch. “I gotta go, Brooke. I can’t. I’m sorry.”
    Mortified, Brooke watched him grab his shirt and walk out of her bedroom.
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    â€œBrooke?” Nick asked, glancing at her intently.
    Sudden anger strangled the words she wanted to say to him. She wanted to blast him with full guns and then walk out of his house and forget she ever laid eyes on him again. But she bit back her remarks and calmed down to a rational level. “You hurt me, Nick. That night. The night you got drafted.”
    His sharp breath was audible. “None of that was supposed to happen.”
    That’s all he had to say? He’d broken her heart and left her shattered, wishing that she’d been enough for him. The girl from the right side of town. The girl he’d want to takeout on a date and introduce to his family, the girl who didn’t work at the local diner and sewed her own clothes.
    She’d dared to hope, but that hope had been crushed.
    She wasn’t even good enough to have a one-night fling with. He’d rejected her and left her lying there, exposed and vulnerable and humiliated.
    â€œHow do you think I felt when you walked out on me?”
    â€œYou should have been relieved,” Nick said in earnest, and she wanted to shove him in the chest again.
    â€œRelieved? How can you say that? You…you led me on. You came to my house that night with one thing on your mind.”
    â€œThings shouldn’t have gone that far, Brooke. I realized that and I walked out before we made a mistake.”
    â€œA mistake?” Inwardly she cringed. Now she was a mistake. This conversation was going from bad to worse and Brooke wanted to scream out in frustration.
    Nick leaned forward, bracing the back of his elbows on his knees. “You were special to me, Brooke and—”
    â€œI was your good buddy,” she spit out.
    â€œNo, you were the girl I wanted the most and the one I couldn’t let myself have.”
    Brooke shook her head. “I don’t get it. Your memory must be failing you. Age does that to a person. You must be old before your time.”
    â€œYou see,” Nick said with a grin. “You’re clever and feisty and pretty. Listen, I may have had a reputation back then—”
    â€œSimilar to the one you have now,” she butted in.
    â€œR-right. But I didn’t want to lump you in with the other girls I dated.”
    â€œYou never dated me. Are you going to tell me that’s because I was so special?”
    â€œI was afraid of you.”
    â€œWhat?” Brooke sat back in her seat, thunderstruck. Nothing he said was sinking in, but this, this was too ridiculous to even consider. “Big, bad Brooke.”
    â€œSweet, special, smart Brooke,” he said.
    Her anger rose. His compliments meant nothing to her. “Stop! Just stop, Nick,” she rushed out. “Why don’t you just admit the truth! I didn’t