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I stare at my reflection in the over sink mirror. I look like I’ve just been fucked. My hair’s kinked. My lips are swollen. I’m sporting a hickey.

Thanks for that, willpower. Great friend you are.

I leave the restroom.

“Panties.” I hold my hand out and wiggle my fingers.

“Not a chance.” He shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips.

“Perv,” I mutter.

“Don’t you just love it.”

He tries to kiss me, but I pull back before turning away.

“Jessie.” His voice sounds pleading as I walk towards the door. I ignore him because that right there should never have happened. And it must never be allowed to happen again.

I throw open the office door to be confronted by Eoin, who’s leaning against the copier with his arms folded in much the same spot his PA was, wearing an almost identical smirk.

“Having fun?” He raises one eyebrow.

Candice, you lying bitch.

For the first time ever, I want to be forgotten. I also want this marble floor to open up and swallow me whole.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-FIVE

DYLAN

The Hudson Dusters’ HQ, Manhattan, New York

“You fucked her over your desk.”

“You fuck Candice over yours all the time,” I argue. We’re in his office again. We’re in here more often than not these days.

“I did. I don’t anymore. I’m courting Molly. You're meant to be courting Grace.”

“Only after the official paperwork’s been signed off. Right now, I’m not dating anyone so I can do what I like. And anyway, I won’t be fucking Grace. She’s not my type.”

“Well, you need to make her your type.”

“Jessie’s my type.”

“Jesus Christ. That ship has sailed, Dylan.”

“The ship hasn’t sailed. It’s just I’m not allowed to board it.”

“When you two are quite finished,” Paddy interjects from where he’s sitting on the chair beside me.

He’s got his own arranged marriage problems. He thought he had it all mapped out. He’d managed to convince the Sicilian mafia princess he was being old-fashioned and gentlemanly. That he was waiting until they were wed before he consummated their marriage and took her virginity. I’m not sure if it’s because she knows Molly is being serviced several times a day by Eoin, but Sophia’s been working hard to get our Paddy to do the same. And he’s having none of it. Apparently, she’s not handling the rejection well.

Sophia wants some of what Molly’s having. And what Sophia wants, Sophia gets. She wants Paddy. She’s always wanted him. And I think the teen has only just realized the feeling’s not mutual. He doesn’t want her.

He wasn’t not sleeping with her because he was practicing abstinence like a good Irish Catholic boy. It’s because he doesn’t fancy her.

At all.

I genuinely believe our Paddy will abstain from sex for life as Jaine's is the only pussy he’s prepared to dick.

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