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I asked her.

“I know what Naomi is like,” I said, stroking her hair in the wind. “You don’t have to bullshit me that she was a perfect little angel the whole time. If you tell me that, I’ll know you’re lying.”

“She’s wonderful,” Lacey said, running her hand along my jaw. “You did an amazing job with her. All alone. I can’t even imagine.”

“I haven’t told you the story, have I?”

“Noah,” she said. “You don’t have to, I—”

I put my hand to her lips and shushed her. It felt good to shush a librarian. “It was a one-night stand. Well, I’d actually gotten her number, but it had turned out to be a fake one.”

“Ouch,” Lacey said.

I shrugged. “Anyway, I quickly forgot it. Got over it. I went on with my life, and about eighteen months later I got a call. The woman who had given me the fake number, Naomi’s mom, had died in a car crash. Naomi had been in the backseat. Completely unharmed. Even though her mom had ghosted me and kept Naomi a secret from me, she’d listed me as the next of kin.”

Lacey frowned at me, and squeezed my hand.

“Yeah, I figure she was going to get around to telling me. Maybe she just never found the right moment. So yeah, that’s how I found out I had a daughter. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

We watched the sun slowly sink below the horizon. The deep orange colors faded to crimson and violet, and finally darkness covered the sea, and the wind became too cold. We went inside and got our table, which I’d reserved.

It was a steakhouse, but it served the best cuts. I ordered us each a Wagyu filet mignon. Lacey told me it was the best steak she’d ever had. I’d had better, but this was definitely up there.

After dinner, we went to the club. They were playing some kind of eurobeat, and people were really starting to go crazy when we arrived.

I saw Chance Charter dancing like he was having a seizure. A crowd formed around him as he spasmed around, and Anya looked at him with her hands covering her face, just two fingers cracked open so she only had to see him through a narrow slit of vision.

I spotted Silas at the bar. He was with a woman he was most certainly going to take to bed with him tonight.

“What do you want to drink?” I asked Lacey.

“Uhh,” she said, “something pink.”

I got myself a whiskey, and Lacey a Pink Squirrel.

We clinked our glasses together and drank.

We danced. I was a good dancer. It wasn’t something I liked to advertise or brag about, but rather something I liked to let pleasantly surprise people.

Lacey seemed shocked. “Did you take lessons?”

I shook my head. “I just always liked dancing.”

“In your room? By yourself?”

I smiled. I wasn’t going to admit that to her, even if she was right.

I pulled her against me, and her body rubbed against mine. She wasn’t the best dancer, but where she lacked up in skill, she made up with heart.

Just as I was really getting into it and losing myself in the music and the feel of Lacey’s body up against mine, and just as my cock was starting to get hard, I saw someone I very much did not want to see.

Regina Georges. My ex.

“Noah,” she said, waving a hand at me. “Noah! It’s me, Regina!”

She was wearing a doily dress too. I was staring at her, not because I wanted to look at her, but because she was wearing the exact same dress as Lacey.

Lacey looked over at her a little bit after I did. She frowned when she noticed the dress. She laughed though. “I guess these doily dresses are popular for rich people.”

“Noah!” Regina said, running up to me.

“You know her?” Lacey asked, apprehension filling her voice.

Before I could stop her, Regina was on me. She kissed both of my cheeks in greeting, but I pushed her back. “A handshake will do.”

She frowned at me. “You were always so cold, Noah.”

Lacey stepped forward and held her hand out. “I’m Lacey. His fiancée.”

Regina took Lacey’s hand and smiled that smile that I’d never forget, the one that meant she was about to tear into you. “I’m Regina. Regina Georges. Noah’s first love.”

“Oh,” Lacey said. “The training wheels. Usually those just get thrown out, but I guess you stuck around?”

I didn’t even try to stifle my laugh.

“You never forget your first love,”

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