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the foot of the bed. That’s when it becomes clear to me that he’s been drinking. A lot. “You want it?” he asks. “‘Cause I sure as fuck don’t.”
    In one swift tug, Senn jerks the bedsheet from my grasp, exposing my naked body to the cool air and his lecherous eyes before he climbs up on the mattress. Yanking the garter down his arm, he slips it over my right foot and slides it up my leg as far as it will go. When he lowers his head and kisses my inner thigh, I start to melt into the sheets, right before I belatedly remember I’m pissed at him.
    “Did Hailey turn you down?” I ask.
    Senn’s lips freeze against my skin, and then he looks up at me with hazy, unfocused eyes. “What?” he asks.
    “You went after Hailey, right? But you’re back here alone, so…” Doesn’t take a genius.
    His head bows over my thighs, hanging in a sure sign of defeat. “She left hours ago. Mace is taking her to the airport,” he says.
    “Uh-huh.” I can’t hold in my giggle. “That’s not the only place Mace has taken her.”
    “What does that mean?” Senn bristles, sitting back on his knees with his hands on his hips. His forehead furrows like it does whenever he’s confused, which is fairly often. The facial expression shouldn’t be cute, but it is, because when he scrunches up his forehead, he goes from being a big, bad, macho cage fighter to looking just like one of those sad, wrinkly Shar Pei puppies.
    I can’t hold back my laughter at the dog comparison or at the fact that he’s so oblivious. At least I know when men want someone besides me. “Oh, I’m betting Mace’s taken Hailey to Funky Town, all the way downtown, to his bed. You name it, and he has probably taken Hailey there.” 
    “What?” he asks. “Mace and…and Hailey ? No fuckin’ way,” he says, shaking his head continuously like an argumentative toddler.
    “Yes way. They could’ve said some vows today based on the way they were looking at each other during the ceremony. And then, during the reception, they both came up from the basement with clothes and hair all disheveled with sex flushes. They’re head over heels, or more specifically heels over her head, if you know what I mean.”
    “No,” Senn says louder. “Hailey isn’t…Mace wouldn’t. He’s my-”
    “Friend?” I finish for him. “Right, because guys never fuck their friend’s girl.”
    “ Sonofabitch !” he exclaims, shoving all his fingers through his hair. “They’ve been fucking all week!”
    “Congratulations, Sherlock. You’ve cracked the case,” I tell him with a laugh because I refuse to cry in front of him again today, knowing he wants another woman. Once again, Karma is a bitch because God knows I want someone else, too.
    But then I watch as Senn’s face and posture fall, and I feel sort of bad. He looks like a child being told the Easter Bunny doesn’t really shit chocolate and peanut butter filled eggs.
    “Welcome to the rejected losers’ club,” I say, causing Senn to raise his sad amber eyes back to mine. Odds are our daughter is gonna be full of shit and have brown eyes, too. God I just hope she’s healthy and that I actually get to see her alive and well. “Membership to this exclusive losers’ club includes lots of worthless clichés like there are plenty of other fish in the sea, and we have a top secret handshake.” I waive both of my middle fingers in the air like I just don’t care. I wish I didn’t care.
    “She didn’t reject me,” Senn says softly with narrowed eyes. “She said she just wanted to wait and see-”
    “More of Mace’s cock?” I finish for him, making his jaw tick at the unfortunate reminder. Okay. So maybe I’m being harsh, but he fucked me and then ran off after someone else he wanted seconds later. I’ve earned my rights to this bitchiness.
    “I’ve had about enough of your fucking mouth tonight,” he tells me.
    “I concur,” I reply with a sigh. “I need to get dressed and start the five-hour