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I gazed into her eyes as I touched her cheek again. “I haven’t, nor do I have plans to do so. You still are the most amazing womanI’ve ever met. I’ve never felt like this for anyone before, and I’ve never wanted anyone or anything as much as I want you.”

I took a box out of my pocket.

“Actually, I got you something yesterday.”

I handed it to her so she could open it. She gasped, her eyes wide.

“A diamond bangle?”

I took it out of the box. “You said whoever gave you that other one must not have been a good friend, so I just thought you deserve better. Actually, you deserve the best.”

I clasped the bangle on Lauren’s wrist. For a moment, she just stared at it, unable to speak. She looked like she was about to cry.

“Do you like it?” I asked her.

“It’s beautiful.” Her emerald eyes shimmered with awe as she held her hand up to the light, then she put her arm down and smiled as the bangle stayed around her wrist. “And it fits perfectly.”

It looked good on her, too, making the corners of my own mouth turn up. “I’m glad.”

Her smile vanished. “But are you sure I can have it? You just told me I can see other guys. What if I end up with someone else?”

I grinned. “You mean someone is going to take you away from me? Let them try.”

Before she could say another word, I leaned forward and kissed her firmly, tenderly on the lips. Then I grasped her chin as I held her gaze.

“I said I was willing to share you, not give you up. You’re still mine, Lauren.”

She was free to explore something romantic, sexual even, with Wade and Jake, but I was confident I wasn’t going to lose her. I could already see how much she’d fallen for me just from one stolen kiss.

Besides, I never lose.

I gave Lauren another kiss, this time on the forehead, then patted her shoulder. “Now, rest. You have a full stomach now, but you still need to give your body time to recover.”

Chapter Ten

Lauren

I gripped the handlebars as I started riding around the block. I needed to clear my head after all, especially after everything Max had just said.

Did he really just tell me that it’s okay for me to see other guys? Or kiss them? Or sleep with them?

I still couldn’t believe it. I knew for a fact that he had never told me about this before, so what made him suddenly bring it up?

I could only think of one thing: Wade must have told him we kissed.

I told Max that after Wade dragged me out of Billie’s, everything was a blur, but I could remember bits and pieces. I remembered Wade and me talking, arguing. I couldn’t really remember what was said, but I did remember him kissing me in the middle of the conversation. Or did I kiss him first? Fuck, that would have been so brazen of me. And so bad. Blame it on the alcohol. Regardless,the kiss had been good. Hot. Intense. It felt like I sobered up for a moment only to get even more drunk on Wade.

I sighed. I really shouldn’t have drank that much. Thanks to the curry, the pain relievers and plenty of sleep, my hangover was gone, but there were things that alcohol did that could not be undone.

Yeah, Wade most likely told Max we kissed. They were like brothers, after all. And that was probably what made Max suggest I try things out with other men.

The question was: Did I want to?

I was definitely still attracted to Max. When he gave me that bangle, I could barely hold back tears of joy. For what felt like forever, I had been stuck with a jerk like Clyde. I’d forgotten there were good men out there, and Max had just reminded me of that. He was the Prince Charming I never thought I’d needed, and I wanted to stay in his arms.

But I was also undeniably attracted to Jake. I hadn’t had sex with him yet, so I had no clue what he was like in bed, but I was very curious to find out. And if he became my boyfriend, I just knew he would make me feel safe and treasured all the time, just as he did when he was teaching me how to ride a bike. I could see him being a great dad, too.

Then there was Wade. As much as I hated to admit it, I was attracted to him, too. Then again, I’d always found bad boys attractive, excited to somehow tame them and tear down their walls to see the soft side they were hiding. Either that, or I wanted to be taken along for a wild ride. Wade was an adrenaline rush, a guilty pleasure. I could see myself getting addicted to him.

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