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underwear.
    “Yeah,” he admitted quietly. “But in every way that matters,
Katherine and I aren’t married,” he added. “We don’t love each other, we don’t
live together, we haven’t seen each other outside a lawyer’s office for months,
and we haven’t slept together in even longer than that.”
    I didn’t know whether to believe him or not. There was no
proof, except that his wife, although frosty toward me, didn’t seem surprised
to see Alex with another woman. The fact that they were separated was, I
suspected, true. What about the rest? Lots of couples still see each and still
have sex despite being separated. However, this was not something I had any way
of knowing for sure, so decided not to debate the potential truthfulness of his
statement. Instead, I stuck to the thing I did know. “But you are still
married,” I repeated, tossing the delicate cotton into the bag as carelessly as
the rest of my clothes.
    “And I should have told you the complete truth,” he said,
stepping away from the door and moving gradually toward the bed. “But the
situation is complicated, and because, as far as I’m concerned, I am divorced,
it was just simpler to say, ‘I’m divorced’.”
    “You summed it up pretty simply a moment ago,” I pointed
out, not looking at him as I fastened the suitcase.
    “I didn’t want you to get the wrong idea,” he sighed.
    “No,” I snapped, my head flicking up and eyes intently
fixing on his. “What you wanted was for me to open my legs for you,” I stated
abruptly. “And you knew that I wouldn’t if you told me the truth.”
    He blinked, but didn’t flinch from my gaze. “Sex?” he
breathed. “That’s all you think I was interested in?”
    I, on the other hand, did blanch beneath his stare. It was
too heavy, too emotionally charged, and somewhere deep inside, I knew what I’d
said wasn’t true.
    “If sex is all I wanted, then why did I try to fight the
attraction I’ve felt for you? Why did it have to be you, Mel? If all I wanted
was a quick thrill, why didn’t I have a one night stand with someone else?” He
continued to look at me, even though I could not meet his eyes. He asked the
questions earnestly, insisting that I really think about them.
    However, I didn’t. Instead, my reply was a knee-jerk one. “I
don’t know,” I bit, snatching the handle of my case and sweeping it off the end
of the bed. “Woman who went to an all-girls’ Catholic school; inexperienced,
repressed, and frigid,” I shrugged. “Making her scream your name is the stuff
of male pornographic fantasy, isn’t it?” Part of me knew that Alex didn’t think
with his genitals. When he looked at me, it was obvious, but because he’d hurt
me, I wanted to hurt him. If memories of the two of us had been sullied in my
eyes, why shouldn’t they be tainted in his, too?
    I’m not sure if he knew I was speaking out of pain and
anger, but I didn’t plan on standing around to find out. Lifting my case, I
took a pace forward.

Chapter Two
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stepped to his left, blocking my path.
    “You said you wouldn’t stop me from leaving,” I reminded
him, pushing my shoulders back a little, just in case he thought his physical
presence intimidated me. Of course, Alex wasn’t really intimidating. Despite
his broad shoulders and his six-feet-something frame, I don’t think it was in
him to use his strength or size to threaten anyone.
    “I won’t stop you,” he softly replied. “But I want you to
look me in the eyes and tell me you want to just throw what we have away.”
    Solidly, I lifted my head. My now-dry eyes settled
confidently on his. “You lied to me,” I calmly reiterated. “You made me think
there was something between us, and the truth is, I was nothing more than your
mistress: a warm, willing body.”
    “My marriage is over,” he insisted. “This was never an
affair, you were not the ‘other woman’, and I meant everything I said to you.”
    “How can I ever know