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“Wait… What tests will I miss if you don’t do a physical exam?”

The doctor clears his throat and swallows before responding. “It’s not necessary unless you are experiencing unusual discharge or anything else out of the ordinary.”

“She’s not,” Louie says.

“I have a voice,” I tell him.

“And I know your vagina is fucking perfect. There’s nothing wrong with it,” he grunts.

My eyes widen. I think he’s trying to kill me from embarrassment. “Oh my god!” I hiss at him, then turn back to the doctor. “I’m so sorry. Let’s do the blood test and the pill please.”

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“What’s wrong?” Louie asks. After the clinic, he ushered me into his car. He then stopped at a drug store, plucked the script from my hands, and went in to get me that little magic pill I wanted.

The thing is, now that I have it, I’m not sure I want to take it anymore. I know I’m not likely to get pregnant from our time together, especially because he’s so sure of the fact that he pulled out. It’s not that, though. I’ve always wanted kids, just not with a stranger.

I mean, what would I tell my child?Sorry you don’t have a dad. I got knocked up when I ran away to Vegas this one time.

“I’m not sure.” I sigh. “This is just… not me.”

“What’s not you?” Louie presses.

“The one-night stand, the morning-after pill, Vegas… All of this isn’t me.” I shake my head. I don’t think I’m explaining myself very well.

“What if it’s not a one-night stand?” he asks me.

“What?”

“What if this thing with us doesn’t stop after today? What if it goes into tomorrow and the next day?”

“I just left my fiancé at the altar. I don’t think I should be jumping into any kind of relationship so soon.”

“You left a cheating bastard who didn’t deserve you, Charlotte, and there is no timeframe for you to start living your life for you. You must have dreams. There has to be something you wanted to do?” Louie says as he pulls out into traffic.

What do I want to do?I thought I knew. I thought I wanted to be married. I thought I was ready for the white-picket fence. It just wasn’t with Owen. I knew thatbeforeI caught him in bed with my sister.

“I don’t know what I want,” I admit aloud.

“You wanna know a secret?” Louie asks me.

“What?”

“You don’t need to know. You can take as much time as you need to figure out what you want to do next.”

“I have to go home and face reality eventually.” I can’t afford to stay in Vegas.

“You have your penthouse room at the Royal Flush for as long as you want it,” Louie says, as if reading my mind.

“It was you, wasn’t it? I didn’t win anything, did I?” I knew it was too good to be true.

“You won my attention. It’s debatable whether or not that’s a good thing.” The corner of his lips tip up.

From my experience, this man’s attention has been a very good thing—orgasmic even.

ChapterEleven

Iget all the way back to the penthouse floor with Charlotte. She looks a little lost. I get that I’m probably coming off too strong. I can’t help it. I see something I want and I go after it with everything I have. And right now, the thing I want is her.

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