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Oh, to be young again. When his only worry was if he’d been good enough to get the new PlayStation game on Christmas.
It was hard to believe it was merely hours ago that Sophie had left the flat for the last time. He’d had no fight from her, and when she left her key on the table, there had been no final words, nor one last attempt to sway him.
No.
Very quickly, she had decided it wasn’t worth her effort. That he wasn’t worth her effort. She had left without so much as a backward glance.
He had tried not to think about what she did next. As much as he should get enjoyment from her suffering, he didn’t like to think of her roaming the street. Hopefully, she had followed his suggestion to get a hotel for the night.
Or perhaps she had gone running to Alex’s side.
He didn’t believe for one moment they were over. If Sophie had broken up with him, Marcus was sure that Alex would just need to snap his fingers. Then she’d go running.
What had Erica said? Still doing his dirty work.
Yeah, those were not the actions of a woman who had killed a relationship.
“Do you think Sophie and Alex are together?” Erica asked, breaking the silence.
“I was just pondering the same thing. I’d say the chances were pretty high,” he admitted.
“Me too. Well. They deserve each other.”
“I agree.” He paused for a moment. “Hey Erica? Are you angry about the kiss?”
“What?” She lifted her head to look at him, smirking a touch. “No, Marcus. I’m not angry.”
That was enough for now.
He knew that a conversation needed to be had, but given everything else that had happened, it would have to wait.
As long as she was with him, the rest could wait.
Chapter 27
Alex
“Do you want me to try sucking your cock again?” Sophie asked, reaching eagerly for Alex’s flaccid dick. This had never happened before.
Never.
He batted her hand away and rolled off the bed. “Just leave it, Soph.” Grabbing his boxers, he pulled them on, avoiding her gaze.
“Oh, come on, Alex,” she said, rolling onto her front in what he imagined she thought was an alluring way. “It’s no big deal. It happens to plenty of guys.”
“It doesn’t happen to me,” he growled. “And, by the way, that’s what we tell women to stop them whining about how unattractive we find them.” He ignored the look of hurt on her face and left the room, intent on getting himself another stiff drink.
Damn Erica for moving on so quickly.
She caused his little problem. He couldn’t get the image of her and Marcus out of his mind.
That kiss.
The way she swooned.
Were they still together now? It was a torturous thought that had him balling his fists in rage.
Whether it was sheer arrogance or simple naivety, he just didn’t think she’d be with someone else after him. Well, actually, he didn’t think he’d get caught full stop. Damn Sophie for being so careless.
