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followed her. “It is fitted with an outdoor Jacuzzi with those large smooth pebbles. I know how you like a good anchor when drilling them from the back.” Jessica threw a glance at Belle.
    He laughed at the private joke but Belle was not amused. She stopped on her heels. “How would you know that?”
    Jessica feigned surprise. “Dennis! You didn’t tell her? Maybe we should show her later.” Clearly unbothered, Jessica smacked the key into Belle’s palm with one hand and playfully squeezed Dennis’s buttock with the other. “Menage a troi, eh?” She gave them both a cheeky smile and disappeared, her footsteps echoing away.
    Belle was livid. She burst into the suite not caring for its intricate décor. She was blinded by rage even though her brain had not fully comprehended what had just been exchanged. Time without  number she had been the fool for Dennis but he’d gone too far. Jessica had gone too far.
    Dennis hurried in after her, shutting the door behind them because Belle was certainly going to explode. He braced himself, keeping his distance as she angrily paced.
    “Did she just imply that I am an escort?” Belle screamed, disgust in her tone.
    “Escorts don’t look like you, dear.”
    “No. They look like her!”
    “You’re overreacting, Okay!” His temper was starting to rise again.
    “WHAT. WAS. THAT?”
    “She’s just playful…”
    “ Drilling from the back? ” she spat out the words.
    “You’ve got to admit, it’s a little hot.”
    “Get off. How would she know intimate information like that?”
    Dennis paused. He wasn’t sure how to break it to her. He’d thought he could let it slide but Jessica had made it too obvious so he confessed.
    “Well, I did date her for like two weeks. So theoretically, she’s my ex. She’s not usually like that with everyone but we did a lot of crazy things...”
    “SHUT UP!”
    It was his turn to be angry. “Don’t tell me to shut up! You wanted the truth, there you have it. Now stop acting like you’re some goddamn saint!”
    “You want me to be okay with sleeping in your ex’s resort?” Her face was red with fury.
    “WE. DIDN’T. HAVE. A. CHOICE.”
    “Bollocks! It is all thanks to you that we are here. You just had to confront a police officer for no reason and get us in this shit.”
    He punched the wall. “I didn’t force you to be here.”
    Belle was going to say something but instead, her voice cracked and she burst into tears. She felt that eloping with Dennis was the worst decision she’d ever made. Her body shuddered with emotion even though she fought not to cry. Throwing herself on the luscious king-sized bed, she covered herself with the soft fancy white duvet yet it offered her no comfort. Belle Winters was heartbroken.
    Dennis kicked the wall. He bit his thumb hard so as not to cry. Kicking the bathroom door open, he entered and turned on the shower. Only taking off his jacket and shoes, he stepped in and let the cool water trickle down his muscular body, sticking his white sweat shirt to his muscles and drenching his pants. It helped him calm down.
    Dripping wet, he left the bathroom and then sprawled on the bed next to Belle. He could hear her stifled cries. Gently, he lifted the duvet off her face. He wiped her tears with his wet thumb but she closed her eyes to shut him out. She didn’t want to see him.
    “Look. Belle, I am new to this relationship thing but one thing I know for sure is that we are supposed to trust each other… aren’t we?”
    “Even when you bring your ex into our bed for a ménage a trois ?” Belle said, her voice weak. She still didn’t look at him.
    “Those aren’t really my scene. Cut me some slack, it was five years ago. Or maybe two. Okay, it was a year ago but a lot has changed since I met you.”
    “Was. Is she better than me?” She finally locked her gaze to his. He laughed in relief.
    “She’s just a rich naughty girl.”
    “ Just a rich naughty girl. You should hear yourself