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Dani
I had to be the stupidest woman alive. Scratch that… I was incredibly book-smart, but totally dense in every other way. How could I have the best s*x of my entire life with the most amazing man I’d ever known and then promptly announce that we needed to break up before we were even dressed?
Max was glaring at me as if he couldn’t quite believe it either. Geesh, he was impossibly handsome––even when he was completely pissed off.
“What do you mean break up?” He snarled before adding, “This has to be some kind of sick joke.”
Doubling-down, I said, “No, I really think it’s for the best.”
“Was it the s*x?” Max asked, looking uncharacteristically unsure of himself.
Wanting to immediately appease that worry, I said, “No, the s*x was fantastic.”
Clearly forgetting his anger for a m
