Chapter Fifty-Five

“I mean, I’m not privy to his sexual escapades, but let’s just say that Mother never caught him with a girl in his bed. That didn’t mean he was not having sex though. It just meant he didn’t make them stay the night. And he’d always be home after a night out, which meant he didn’t want to spend his night in a bed that was not his, unless it was a hotel room and he’d be in it alone.”

“I don’t believe you. Besides, he had a girlfriend for five years.” My heart sank at the thought once again.

Blaze narrowed his eyes and asked, “Can you imagine how shocked she was?”

“I didn’t know about Margot,” I said. “I was sort of shocked too.”

“Nick didn’t mention her?”

I shook my head.

“Maybe because she wasn’t worth remembering.” There was a hint of bitterness in his voice when he said that.

“She’s gorgeous and five years is always worth remembering,” I argued.

Blaze drank his whiskey again and gave me an unimpressed smile. “Five years in a calm, boring relationship is forgettable compared to a few