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did. In fact, she screwed him the entire time we were dating. Apparently, the two of them fell in love and didn't know how to tell me."
    "I am so sorry. You seem like a nice guy. Who judging by the price tag on this ring was obviously very much in love."
    I said as I continued to admire the breathtakingly gorgeous engagement ring on my finger, unable or unwilling to give it back. Logic didn't seem to mind, so I continued to enjoy how wonderful it made me feel. I never could fathom anyone loving me enough to give me such a tremendous token of love. "This bitch must be a damn fool!" I concluded.
    "Logic, I'm sorry. No one deserves that level of betrayal."
    "Why are you sorry? You didn't sleep with him too, did you?" He chuckled.
    "No, and I can't even imagine how spectacular he must be to make anyone hurt you like this."
    "There's nothing really that damn spectacular at all about that slick talking, manipulative, back stabbing, ass wipe, except his dick."
    Caught completely off guard I burst into laughter. "On second thought he does sound just like my type." I teased.
    "Don't worry; I'm not taking you nowhere near his stupid ass. He can keep her, now that I've found you. They don't know it but they did me a huge favor. I'd never have met you if I didn't catch the two of them fucking like chimps in my fuckin bed."
    Normally, I'd have some quick comeback to deflect all matters and types of bullshit like that, but for once I was absolutely tongue tied and speechless. I knew he wanted to taste my Christmas panties. And I actually was considering giving him a taste, but this was totally unexpected. This man sounded like he wants to do more than just get it started. He sounded like he's looking for a relationship. So I instantly decided that one more climb up the pretty boy tree really wouldn't kill me.
    "So is it really over?" I cautiously asked, praying that I could see in his eyes that it was.
    "You tell me. You're the one wearing the five hundred thousand dollar engagement ring I bought her." His sultry voice challenged as he seduced me with those haunting eyes.
    "Oh that shit is so over." I mumbled as his finest mesmerized me and held me captive for what seemed like an eternity.
    He grinned. "I am so glad to hear that, because I don't want to spend Christmas alone."
    "So where do you live?" I asked as if it mattered. Hell, I can practice Law anywhere.
    "Las Vegas, but I have a home in Baltimore. That's why I offered to give you a ride. I have to go right through DC on my way home."
    "Are you serious? What are you doing way out here?"
    "After I caught them in my house together I just got in the car and drove and drove and drove. I was on my way back until I stopped here for a break."
    "Yeah, about that ride, if the offer is still on the table I'd like to take it."
    "Oh I'm afraid that offer has expired Counselor." He stared at me trying to gauge my reaction as a sinister grin slowly crept across his face.
    "Oh really?" I asked, instinctively knowing that he had something even better on his mind.
    "So are there any other offers available that you'd like to put on the table at this time Mr. Hart?" I seductively asked as I flipped my long hair back and put on my "Come fuck me face."
    "Yeah, actually I'm working on another proposal as we speak. Give me a little time and I'll present it to you." He grinned as he soaked in my sensuality like a dry sea sponge.
    "I can't wait to see what you come up with." I responded as I serenely continued to float off into paradise in those piercing brown eyes.

Chapter 5
     
    The flirtation and customary first date interview continued as we enjoyed good conversation and a surprisingly good steak and egg breakfast. Logic was an amazingly rare find. Good looking, tall, charismatic and oh so damn mouth wateringly sexy, he was quickly beginning to resemble the man of my dreams. As if that wasn't enough I soon noticed a manly gentleness that comes only when a man has been taught to respect and value the