Carter ran.He grabbed his clothes, pulled them on with shaking hands, and stumbled back through the club, past the bar, and out the door. The night air was cold, but he didn't dare go back for his coat. He kept running until his lungs burned and his legs threatened to give out. Finally, he collapsed against a brick wall in some dark alley, doubled over, gasping for breath."Oh God," he choked out. "Oh God, oh God — "He'd had sex with Dallas Cross. Desperate, needy, mind-blowing sex where Carter had begged and pleaded and come apart like he'd never...This couldn't be happening.In one week, he'd lost his fiancee, his dignity, and apparently his mind. Because what kind of person had sex with the man who'd spent nearly a decade destroying their life? What kind of person enjoyed it?He pulled out his phone with trembling fingers finding three missed calls and seven texts from Sophie. He deleted them all without reading them, they were all probably empty apologies anyway, and somehow ma
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