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A shiver ran through me.

When I was younger I had a crush on Greg. It hadn’t lasted for long. He’s two years older than me and during my teen years I never saw him that often.

Only when we visited.

That night his gaze drifted across my lips and a door opened. I thought about how he’s the kind of boyfriend any parent would be happy for you to bring home.

Aside from being a lawyer, he’s the son who sticks close to his home and family, and I don’t remember him ever getting in trouble when we were younger.

Successful, set up for life, and ready to choose a wife.

Greg is the kind of man you could trust and rely on. Proving he was a gentleman, he didn’t kiss me, he simply brushed a lock of hair behind my ear and said, “Let me take you out for dinner. On a date.”

What did I do?

Think of Atlas and how it felt to have him slide his fingers inside my panties.

A man like him would fuck me—well—and be on to the next girl. A billionaire playboy.

So I nodded and accepted the date. “Okay.”

I turn my head away from Payton and stare at the ceiling.

“Nothing happened really,” I tell Payton.

It’s not the complete truth, but it’s also not a lie.

CHAPTER SEVEN

ATLAS

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“We nearly had a wedding clash.” Leilani says, adding green beans with sliced almonds to her plate.

Tonight is a grazing meal, so I’m told. It’s like a picnic but inside. Although the floor to ceiling glass room full of low lighting feels like we are outside. Especially with the glass roof. I can see the moon in the distance.

Leilani and Jacob have created an incredible home. Their dream house.

I’d love to buy it or something similar.

It seems like both our families are buying houses out here as either primary homes or vacation properties. I love how it brings us all together in one place, given we live in different cities.

Some of us live in different states.

I like the Hamptons, but I momentarily wonder what Molly thinks of it. Or all of this.

Is it too much for her?

Would she fit in...like Harlow does?

Not that I am reconsidering my decision, but it was easy being with her. She comes from a wealthy family and wasn’t fazed by all the luxury.

In comparison, Molly has been walking around wide-eyed tonight.

I remind myself to check in with Harlow to see if she’s spoken to Donald.

“Oh,” Payton replies, giving Knox a concerned glance. “Who was the clash with?”

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