Page 71 of Without Regret

“My sister said you may have been hurt by someone. You told her that first day you met.”

I weighed my words carefully. “I let someone in. Trusted him. Turned out he was married, and he broke that trust. That’s really all I want to say about him.”

“No wonder you bonded with Avery that day in the gym.”

“Yeah. So, um, how about you? Any serious girlfriends?”

“Girlfriends, yes. Serious, no.”

I told myself I didn’t care, but his answer relieved me. I didn’t want to think of him having been in love with another girl. This was selfish, but what could I say? Suddenly I was becoming possessive.

“And definitely none who wore sexy lingerie for me as a birthday present.” His fingers rubbed over the lace at my thighs.

“That’s only the start of your present.”

He lifted a brow while I climbed off his lap, shed the coat, and went to my knees in front of him.

“Happy Birthday, Trevor,” I breathed, unfastening his jeans. We were in new territory, but for the first time, I felt as though it might not be so scary, after all.

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