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Oh hell no, I’m not dealing with this next level of nonsense. “I’m hanging up the phone, because I’m not having this conversation with you.”

“Just tell me, why would you give yourself away so easily? He doesn’t deserve you.”

The anger is gone from Sam’s voice. Now, only the echo of defeat remains.

“Sorry to break it to you, but I haven’t slept with anyone. Least of all, Damian.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.” I hesitate before asking the next question, because I know I’ll regret hearing his answer. “What about you?”

“Ugh.”

My heart splinters with that single syllable. I’ve heard enough. “Forget I asked.”

“I asked you. It’s only fair.” Sam releases a noisy sigh. He could have stopped there. I already knew the answer. “I slept with one chick. This model. She was terrible. Skin and bones, and her breath was awful. She smelled like vomit. I kicked her out immediately afterward.”

I vacillate between rolling my eyes and hurling into the toilet. Of course, she’s a model. Who else would she be? Not some normal woman like me. Definitely not in Sam’s world. This woman was likely ten feet tall, weighing ten pounds with enormous tits. Fairly standard, judging by his past conquests.

I want to hang up the phone and focus on guzzling down the rest of my wine, but I know better. The man will call me relentlessly, until I cave, forced to listen to his tales of jet setting glamour. I suppose he thinks I deserve it for leaving him without a word.

After all, no one leaves Samuel Bernard hanging.

So, I’ll focus on sarcasm, a sure-fire way to cover my aching heart. “Only one, huh? Record low for you, Sam. Did you just get blowjobs from the rest?”

This time, he doesn’t sigh or speak, but the silence screams louder than any words.

“Wow. It must be good to be God.” Am I being hateful? Absolutely. But he hurt me first, and I’m sick of taking it on the chin for him.

“I didn’t want to tell you, but I didn’t want to lie to you. I never want to lie to you. I’m not proud of my behavior, Lexi.”

“But you do it, anyway.”

My anger grows with every word dripping from his gorgeous and hypocritical mouth. What did I honestly think would happen? The man would pine for me? God forbid, wait for me?

Not a chance. He’s Samuel fucking Bernard. Of course he’s riding the hobby horse with loads of women. Beautiful, graceful women who line up to suck him off. I’ll bet he doesn’t even know their names.

I damn sure know they aren’t making him happy. I’ve never heard the man more miserable.

I always knew Sam’s sexual history was prolific, but I kept the specifics lodged in a far corner of my mind. But everything changed when he kissed me. When I fell in love with him. To know that numerous women have had him, while I’m across the ocean, barely able to kiss another man, makes me sick. I’m pathetic, and he’s just proven it.

“I was so angry. Looking for revenge. It was awful. Every time was worse than the last.”

I’m clenching my jaw so tight, I’m shocked I haven’t cracked a tooth. “As long as you got your rocks off, I guess it’s a win. That’s all that matters, right? Love ‘em and leave ‘em. That’s your credo. Lucky for you, you’re so beautiful that the women don’t mind being just another number.”

“I hated every second, but I wanted to get even.”

“With the entire population of women?”

Sam sniffles, a sad laugh sounding over the line. “With you.”

Everything slows as those two words slam into me with the force of a tidal wave. “What did you say?”

But once again, Sam is off on his own tangent, not willing to answer my questions. What a guy. “One woman kissed me, even though I told her no. She was the worst kisser. Absolutely awful.”

I release a sound resembling a strangled cry. I meant it to be a sarcastic scoff. My vocal cords have other ideas. I can’t help it. His conversation is firmly entrenched in sex tonight and has me so upside down I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Why are you telling me all this? Do you think I want to hear about your escapades? I don’t, Sam.”

“No one stood a chance, though. Not after I kissed you. Hands down, the greatest kisses of my life. You have the softest lips and you taste so sweet. I didn’t know kissing could feel that way.”

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