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Happily-ever-afters only seemed to work in her books. Not in real life. What made him any different?
    A song played in the pile of discarded clothing on the floor. Not a ringtone of hers. She rose up on one elbow and poked Tanner’s chest. “Does your phone always play One Helluva Ride when it rings?”
    Tanner sighed and tugged her closer to him. His fingers splayed over her ass. “It does. Why?”
    “You’re being paged.”
    “Ignore it.” He nuzzled her breast, drawing her nipple into his mouth. “I’ve got better things to worry about.” As soon as the music stopped, it started back up again. Tanner groaned and released her breast. “Damn it.”
    He sat up and fumbled on the floor for his phone. “Shit.” Tanner scrubbed a hand over his face. “Faith.”
    Ice wrapped around Macy’s heart. So much for another round of cuddling or bondage before Kealie came by to get her ready for the reunion banquet. “She calls a lot?”
    “Only when it suits her. It pisses me off.” Tanner scratched the back of his head with his long fingers. He stood and paced the room, buck naked. His brows knotted as he spoke into his phone. “Faith, that doesn’t matter.”
    Not wanting to hear another word, Macy slipped out of bed and streaked into the bathroom. Tears threatened at the corners of her eyes. No. I won’t let my emotions run away with me. Most men didn’t get calls from ex-girlfriends unless the woman wanted money or to make trouble. In Faith’s case, either could apply.
    She rinsed her toothbrush under the water and added the tartar-control paste. While she brushed, she tamped down her overactive imagination. Tomorrow, she’d fly to New York, sign her contract extension, and go on her book tour alone.
    A sickening feeling niggled at her brain. Alone wouldn’t work forever. Not now that Tanner had invaded and conquered her fortifications.
    Macy spat the foam into the sink and stared at her dishevelled reflection. Her hair hung in tangles around her face. The remnants of her makeup smeared under her eyes. She sucked in her cheeks and examined her body. No matter how much she held her breath, the slight paunch of her belly remained visible. She cursed her love of pasta and chocolate. A moment on the lips sure as hell meant a lifetime on the hips.
    When she turned to examine her ass, Tanner crossed his arms in the doorway. “You’re gorgeous.”
    “Damn it,” she screamed and grabbed the door to slam it shut. With a broad hand, he pinned the barrier in place.
    “Macy, you’re beautiful just the way God made you.” He inched towards her, still naked as the day he came into the world. “It’s not every day I let a sexy woman bind my hands and take advantage of me. You’re special, and I meant it when I said I wanted forever with you.”
    “Me?” She willed her heart rate to drop back into the normal range.
    “You.” He smoothed both hands into her hair and drew her into his arms. “There are so many things I want to tell you.”
    She rubbed her cheek on his chest, admiring the smooth play of muscles. “Like what?”
    “Faith wants to get back together.”
    Macy’s breath lodged in her throat. That was a bombshell she hadn’t seen coming. Her blood ran cold. “And you said?” I fucked Macy Shibley. I’ve found my missing piece and have no use for you. She snorted. She didn’t have the luck for that to happen.
    “You can’t patch up eleven years of regret with five minutes of conversation and tears.” His voice, though low, was strong and sure. “Which is why I don’t want to lie to you. I’m not a man to keep secrets about my love life, and knowing Faith, she’d find a way to irritate the hell out of you until she got the dirt on us.”
    “I see.” Maybe her luck had changed. Even so, why were they chatting in front of the bathroom mirror?
    “I don’t think you do understand.”
    She ducked under his arm and scurried to the main room. “I’m not comfortable having this conversation