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I nod “Delicious Thank you some here”

“You’re very welcoht cap? My penthouse isn’t far from here”

My eyes widen His penthouse? The one he shares with Marissa? I’m not sure I can handle that aardness

“Um, well, does Marissa still live with you?” I ask hesitantly “It would be really weird to see her again under these circumstances”

Marcus throws his head back and laughs, revealing even white teeth

“No, she’s gone She’s never lived at ht after we separated, so you’re safe”

I exhale with relief

“Okay, then I’ame”

He grins atto be soet back to his place Marcus pays the bill and to my surprise, we don’t hail a cab Instead, he takes lass skyscraper It’s tall and i, with a circular courtyard and a marble lobby

“Welcoreets

“Thank you, Bernie,” Marcus nods in return “This way, Addy”

We step to the elevators, which whisk us up to the sky At the top floor, the elevator opens directly into his apartment, and Marcus lets me in I’m struck by how masculine the penthouse is The couch and chairs are black leather, and the tables are made of dark wood

Marcus grins

“As you can see, this is a bachelor pad Marissa would never go for this kind of décor”

I nod

“Yes, she always liked pastels, and I don’t think there’s a drop of pastel in your home”

He grins

“I hate pastel Well, I like it okay, but not where I live A stark white works better, or even a ray, but not peach or lilac”

I giggle

“So no comfy pink overstuffed sofas?”

He grins