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shoulders. She had dark circles under her eyes—a testament of her sleepless nights.
    She didn’t really want to remember that day in the church, but somehow it always haunted her. She had dreamed of her wedding day since she was a little girl—how perfect everything would be with the perfect flowers and wearing the perfect dress. Even the church would be perfect and she would be marrying the perfect man of her dreams .
    But Ethan crushed the dream with two short sentences. I’m sorry. I can’t. She had often wondered what exactly it was he couldn’t do. Can’t marry her? Can’t live with her? Can’t commit to her? What? Even when she had the opportunity to ask him in person, she didn’t.
    S he was afraid to hear the truth. Deep down, she didn’t really want to know.
    After that day in the church, things moved swiftly. She had gone to their place to start packing up when she found Ethan in bed with that woman. The blonde, blue-eyed vixen even had the look of a porn star or a stripper with her gigantic fake breasts, fake fingernails, fake tan and perfect figure which Marion was sure had to be fake too. There couldn’t be much that was real about that girl except for the fact she was straddling Ethan in their bed.
    And he didn’t seem the least bit remorseful .
    Marion’s statement to Graeme her ex-fiancé had slept with half the women on the site was an exaggeration. She wasn’t sure if Ethan really did cheat on her while they were together. She had used that to see if Graeme knew and would come clean. She wanted so desperately to believe Graeme told her the truth—that he had no idea. He seemed sincere enough.
    Scrubbing a hand over her face, she pushed away the thoughts of Ethan and the horrible break-up and tried to focus on the here and now. The past was done and gone and there was nothing she could do to change it.
    And now Graeme. She had never expected to see him again until that night in the pool hall. She wasn’t sure what made her go there—it had been a hangout when she and Ethan were together. But she wanted to close that chapter of her life and instead found Graeme.
    He had been there so much for her. What harm was a little game of pool?
    When he spotted her, he dropped his cue stick and waved her over.
    “What are you doing here?” she asked.
    He shrugged. “Killing time. You want to play a game?”
    “No, I don’t think so. I…I don’t know what I’m doing here.”
    “How about I buy you a beer then?” he offered.
    She had hesitated. It seemed harmless enough. Why not?
    “It’s just a beer, Marion. Don’t over think it.” He winked.
    She instantly relaxed. “Okay.”
    She ended up playing a game of pool with him, drinking a beer and having some laughs. Something had changed between them. She felt easy and herself around him. After their game, they shared chili cheese fries and another round of beers. He’d held her hand. He’d nearly kissed her across the bar table.
    And, like an idiot, she had snatched her purse, mumbled an excuse and ran out. He’d tried to call the next day but she wouldn’t answer. She was too afraid.
    Too afraid of the possibilities with Graeme.
    She wasn’t afraid anymore.
    Marion shook her head, bringing herself back to the present. She wrapped her hair in a towel and applied her makeup in a careful hand. All she could think about was seeing Graeme later that day and wondering what they would talk about.
    It’s that kiss. I can’t stop thinking about that kiss.
    That was it. Graeme could kiss like no other man she’d ever been with. Not even Ethan could kiss her like that. It made her melt into a puddle and her knees buckle. She remembered clearly the way his chest curved through the material of his shirt. Her palm went over the smooth hard lines, up to his neck where she knew she had to hold on for dear life.
    Mar ion swayed with the memory, butterflies flurrying in her stomach. She pressed her hand against her abdomen to make them stop.
    It had