I went to the office the next day, feeling like I had been run over by a truck. My head was hurting and my body was aching. In one night everything had fallen apart. Mack had been playing me, probably since the moment he saw me. He knew all along who Adrian was and what kind of business he was into. I felt sick to my stomach, knowing that I let myself believe there was something special going on between us.
There was a possibility that he was discussing work with Adrian and I was making the wrong assumptions. After all, he seemed decent, so caring and protective. I didn't want to be fooled by his handsome face and amazing body. He was meeting with very dodgy people in the middle of the night in an abandoned lot, which didn't look good. We had great sex, fooled around, but that was it. I wasn't planning to keep up with his nonsense.