together and sat on the nearby bench.
Damn it, last night he had asked her to pretend she loved him. To get the âgirlfriend experience,â heâd said. Just a role-playing scenario. But from his reaction this morning, she realized it had been a test of sorts. He
wanted
her to be in love with him.
But why? Damn it, the man was married!
Heâd pursued her in college, but sheâd turned him down. Sheâd done it because of what had happened to her, but he hadnât known about that. Now sheâd seen just how much that rejection had affected him.
Because he was in love with her. She had seen it in his eyes.
Had he been in love with her since college?
A small hope nudged at her and she barely wanted to acknowledge it. The hope that maybe Amy had been lying to her. The photo was pretty conclusive, but maybe Shock had been married in the past, and was now divorced or widowed. She had no idea why Amy would try to convince her that he still was married, butâ
âHey, you doing okay?â
She glanced up to see Rip standing in front of her, wearing a wet bathing suit, water dripping down his legs. His muscular chest was broad and heavily inked. Every one of these men was tough looking, incredibly sexy ⦠and deeply caring.
She nodded. âIâm fine.â
âYou sure?â
âYeah, thanks. Just tired.â
âWhy donât you come for a swim with us? That might revive you.â
He held out his hand and she took it without thinking. He helped her to her feet.
âThanks. Iâm not sure about the swim.â
âCome on. Itâs a beautiful day.â His handsome face lit up with a smile. âWhat else are you going to do?â
That was a good question. She didnât want to go back to the bedroom. She didnât want to face Shock right now, but even if he wasnât there, she didnât want to stay holed up somewhere.
She managed a smile. âI guess.â
She was a little embarrassed by the thought of facing the three men after they all must have heard her moans of pleasure, but there was nothing she could do to change that, so sheâd just have to get over it. She followed him across the patio, then along a stone path to the curved pool.
The other two men, Steele and Wild Card, were sitting on the steps in the water.
âLivâs going to join us for a swim.â
âGreat. The waterâs perfect,â Steele said.
She would actually love to go for a swim right now, but she didnât want to go upstairs and change because she might have to face Shock. Then she realized she didnât need to. Theyâd all seen her swimming in her underwear before. And these men might be big and rough looking, but she felt safe with them. And she knew they wouldnât do anything she didnât want them to do.
She grabbed the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it onto the stone deck around the pool. Then she unzipped her jeans and pushed them to the ground, the men avidly watching her.
Liv walked to the side of the pool and dove in, then swam to the shallow end where Steele sat on the steps. Wild Card and Rip were lounging on the other side of the pool.
As soon as her feet felt the bottom, she stood up and walked toward the steps, then sat down beside Steele.
âYou look like you lost your best friend,â he said.
She gazed at his intense blue eyes. âI just might have.â
âI saw Shock take off into the house. I take it you and he are having some problems.â
She frowned and nodded.
âDonât worry. Heâs probably taken off on his bike to clear his head. When he gets back, Iâm sure everything will be fine.â
She shook her head. âI donât think so.â
âIâm sure whatever problems you and Shock are havingââ
âThere is no Shock and me. I donât know if he told you or not, but Iâm just here to repay a debt.â She
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