Page 12 of Sins of the Father

The gossip channel?

A perky blonde, blue-eyed lady, smiles big. My picture fills half the screen. “Steven Sinclair is burning up social media. Twitter is going crazy this morning with #sinclaireyecandy and #sexgodsinclair.”

The screen flashes to her co-anchor, a man with black wavy hair and dark eyes. “Well, Lacy, his co-workers say he’s scheduled like a superhuman and motivated by numbers.”

Oh God.The pit in my stomach grows.

“Looks like the stud got the brains this time,” the blonde lady smirks.

“I think the public agrees. The current trending post wants to know where his social media profiles are besides LinkedIn.”

“I told you to step into the current times. I’ll set up your other profiles today.” Shira beams.

“No, you won’t.”

“Oh, come on,” she groans.

I open my mouth to speak but freeze. My ex-girlfriend, Katelyn, appears. Her hair is in a perfect French twist, her fake nails are impeccable, and her black form-fitting tank dress is flawless. Next to her is my other ex, Catarina. Her hair is in long curls, and she, too, has perfect nails, and a navy blouse buttoned just above her cleavage, tucked into a white pencil skirt.

What are they doing?

My insides shake and heart pounds so hard, I’m sure the entire room can hear it.

“Tell us what it’s like to date Mr. Hot to Trot.” Lacy leans into them as if she’s about to be fed something juicy.

“It was...well, should I say interesting?” Katelyn responds.

“I second that,” Catarina follows.

The rest of the room disappears as I stare at the screen in a trance, with my nerves oscillating in every cell of my body.

Lacy curls her fingers in the air. “Give me the deets, ladies.”

Katelyn glances at Catarina. “I think mysterious was a good adjective to describe him, don’t you think?”

Catarina snorts. “More like emotionally unavailable.”

Lacy’s smile widens. “Really? Let’s just dive into what everyone wants to know. What was the sex like?”

And this day just got worse.

Catarina licks her lips, and Katelyn purses hers, and they lock eyes again.

“Ladies, you’re killing me here. Is he all good looks and no moves?”

“Let’s just say it was worth the wait,” Catarina smirks.

“Definitely a good way to put it,” Katelyn agrees.

So much heat fills my face, I think sweat pellets might break out on my skin.

“Care to explain that further? What do you mean, wait?” Lacy asks.

“He has rules,” Catarina replies.

“Rules?”

“Kind of a dating schedule,” Katelyn offers.

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