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intent from the beginning. He’d certainly been sending her signals, but it was still a little startling. She’d dated some at college, but was still getting used to men’s reactions to the new her.
    She was about to spring from his lap, but one look up and into Ethan’s jealous eyes reaffirmed her need to see this through. She was getting to him, making him feel how she’d felt the day he’d turned her away. Instead of squirming away, Ivy sank back into Trey’s embrace. As she leaned closer a whiff of his cologne drifted to her nose, a woodsy scent with citrus undertones; it was enticing, inviting her closer. It felt both awkward and incredibly good being in Trey’s arms.
    Redirecting her attention from Ethan to Trey, she grazed her lips along the side of his neck, pretending to inhale his scent. “Mmmm. I love your cologne.” His body tensed under her, his hands tightening their grip on her hips and he groaned softly, although not loud enough for Ethan to hear.
    “Thanks. I’m glad you like it.” She pulled back and their eyes locked. Desire had flared up within his dark eyes and she could see the fight to restrain himself in his expression. 
    “Oh, I do,” Ivy purred and nearly cringed at the way she cooed at him. She was reminding herself of those slutty cheerleaders she hated so much in high school. No matter how much hurt Ethan caused her and they caused other women, did she really want to stoop to being just like those girls? Because the bottom line, even though she hated to admit it, was that she still wanted Ethan and she was beginning to have feelings toward Trey, even though the ones for Trey were mostly based on attraction. But he seemed to have changed. Maybe they both had.
    Is this what I really want? Maybe this was just a plain bad idea.
    Ivy looked down into Trey’s dark lust-filled eyes and then quickly glanced over at Ethan, whose blue eyes were filling with rage. Was she over her head? Better question, who was I to think I could ever pull this off?
     
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    Ethan
    What. The. Fuck!
    Ethan was hitting his breaking point watching Ivy with Trey. He was trying to ignore it, but neither one of them seemed to be shy about their excessive flirting, while he was virtually ignored. It had been going on for hours, through dinner and two movies. There wasn’t enough liquor in the fucking world to calm him at this point.
    To hell with this! When Trey nuzzled her neck and she closed her eyes giggling he’d had enough. Slamming his empty beer bottle down on the coffee table Ethan stood and stormed from the living room, heading up the staircase to the bedrooms. He wasn’t sure what he was angrier about: the fact she was being so open to Trey’s advances or the fact it was bothering him as much as it was. 
    What did it matter anyhow? I had my chance and I rejected her.
    He didn’t even want to consider the guilt. It had been eating at him since she took off to college. He’d been an ass and he knew it. He’d rejected her because of what… ’Cause she was fat and he wanted the beauty queen on his arm. She was the perfect woman and he’d given her up and now it appeared she was going to be Trey’s. If he could turn back time and have a redo on that moment when she’d told him she loved him he would in a heartbeat.
    Maybe I don’t deserve her anyhow…
    Reaching the top of the staircase, he made his way to the room that had been his until a year ago and entered, slamming the door behind him. Remembering that he had a pint of Jack Daniel’s tucked away on the top shelf of his closet from his high school days, he grabbed it and then flopped himself onto his bed intent on getting himself nice and hammered to override the feelings swelling and swirling within him.
    Fine, let Trey have her. It’s not like she’d want me after what happened . She’d made that crystal clear, and it fucking hurt.
     
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    Ivy
    Seeing Ethan storm off didn’t give Ivy the satisfaction she thought it