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“Why?”

“Stopped having sex with her two years before the marriage ended. We’ve been divorced for three.”

“Two years and no sex?”

He pulls a hand down his face. “No. If I was married to a whore, then I might as well find a whore that I wanted to fuck. I flew into North Carolina when the urge hit. Had a couple of regulars that I spent time with.”

“North Carolina?” I choke on my wine.

He nods. “Privilege and Prestige. It’s where the rich go to play and a private club that caters to your every whim.”

“Ro!”

“I’ve not been a great man, Bryn, in all these years. I’ve just been the best man I know how to be.”

“Do you…?”

“No. I haven’t gone in eight months.”

“You haven’t had sex in eight months?” I shriek.

“Thanks for the PSA,” he says drily, looking at the patrons around us.

They’re definitely staring, and I damn sure was loud.

“Sorry,” I apologize sheepishly.

“Got tired of that. I knew that I was better than that. So, I’ve focused on this company, my daughter…and my fucking hand. What about you?”

“I, um…it hasn’t been that long for me. I just broke up with Santiago Cruz.”

“Yeah?”

“With his move to Houston, there was no reason to hold onto something that wasn’t going anywhere.”

“So, it’s been what?”

“Four months.”

“You regret it?”

“No. We had fun while it lasted, but it was for the time it was.”

“You’ve been using your hand too, I presume?”

“Hell no! I have toys, porn, and a vivid imagination to get me off. Worst case scenario, I can call Santiago when he flies into town. I’m a woman of means,” I tease.

“And for that…you will be punished,” he growls, pulling his fingers through his beard.

CHAPTER 12

Ambrose

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oes anyone have any further questions?” I ask.

“No.”

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