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I lay there, wrapped in his arms, thinking about how soon this would all be over, the feeling of security and the feeling of being wanted and needed.

“Will you stay the night?” I asked.

“I really can’t, Emma. I have to be up and out early for a meeting tomorrow.” He kissed the side of my head as if that would make me feel better.

I wiggled out of this grip and climbed out of bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to take a shower. You can let yourself out.” I walked into the bathroom and locked the door from behind. Having sex with him was getting to be too much, and being a woman, my emotions were taking over. I turned on the shower. Once I finished, I stepped out, wrapped a towel around me, opened the bathroom door, and he was gone. The only thing I saw were the rumpled sheets from where I just had the most incredible sex with a man that I was falling in love with—a man who couldn’t love me in return.

Chapter Sixteen

Over the next week,I kept myself busy between school, projects, and apartment hunting for Kara and Molly. Max hadn’t bothered to call or text me all week, and I didn’t really care. As I was on my home from the library, I received a phone call from Macy.

“Oh my God, Macy. How are you?”

“I’m good. Where are you? I’m home!”

Excitement ran through me as the cab pulled up in front of the apartment building. “I’m on my way up right now! I can’t wait to see you.”

“Hurry and get up here.”

As soon as I stepped off the elevator, Macy was standing in the doorway with the door open. We both squealed as I threw down my bag and hugged her.

“Welcome home. It’s so good to see you!”

“It’s good to see you too. Now get in here and tell me what’s been going on. On the way home, I picked up some grilled chicken salads and a bottle of wine. I hope you’re hungry.”

“I’m starving,” I replied.

Macy looked really good. She hadn’t changed a bit since I saw her last year back in Miami. Her blonde hair was still long and straight, and she was as skinny as ever. We met three years ago when her mom started working at the diner with my mom. I was in there having lunch one day, and she walked in. We got to talking and hit it off right away. She moved to New York a few months later to pursue her modeling career, and we kept in touch almost every day. Our friendship grew, and when I told her my plans to attend Parsons, she told me to come and stay at her place for as long as I wanted to.

“So, tell me what’s been going on in your life since I’ve been away.”

“Ugh. So much has happened you’re not even going to believe it. We have a mutual friend here in New York.”

“Really?” She smiled. “Who?”

“Max Hamilton.”

“How do you know Max? He tried hitting on me a few times when I had parties here.”

“I believe it. Anyway, I’m engaged to him.”

I felt bad for just blurting it out because she spit out her wine all over the table. Her eyes widened as she looked at me.

“WHAT?! How? Max Hamilton doesn’t settle. He’s one of New York’s most eligible playboys. He’s right up there with Collin Black.”

“Who?” I asked.

“Another fucking hottie. But, anyway, how the hell did you snag Max Hamilton?”

I explained to her the entire story, and I knew she wouldn’t tell anyone. We had shared many secrets over the last three years, and I knew things about her that would have made people’s heads spin.

“I’m speechless, Emma. I don’t know what to say. But I understand where both of you are coming from, and Icompletely understand why you agreed. I’m just really sorry that Parsons did that to you.”

“Me too. My life would be completely different if they hadn’t taken back that loan.”

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