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That jealousy bit again It did the craziest things to ht the smile, because it would only piss him off, I was sure “You don’t have to trust him You have to trust me”

His expression turned ever more somber

I sighed “Personally, I think he’s a good guy And he wants the job As it relates to me…” I rested my forearms on the table and leaned toward Dane In a soft voice, I said, “You can’t honestly think, for one single second, that Kyle poses any sort of threat”

He didn’t appear convinced “Maybe you don’t realize that heads snap in your direction when you walk into a room I see it”

“You really notice stuff like that?”

“When it coaze deep and intent, “yes”

I pulled in a steadying breath

“Sharing you isn’t a possibility”

“You don’t have to share me,” I assured him “You wanted exclusivity I’m not my mother I’m not a cheater But…”

Dare I ask the question practically burning a hole in my head?

He eyed me speculatively “But what?”

I sed hard I risked pissing him off further, but I just had to know “You didn’t call me all weekend If you had a table at the fund-raiser that likely means you had a … a date I want the same terms from you that you demand of me—mutual exclusivity”

God, that sounded so small and petty Yet, it wasn’t Not when it caht of another woman on his arm, even just for social appearances, shredded me I didn’t even want him to notice other women, let alone be with one

Whichup Mikaela—and ask if she’d been at the fund-raiser as well

In a tight voice, he said, “I’ve ave you some space this weekend Under no circu with another woman Ever”