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interchangeable. Now, I knew my eyesight wasn’t great, but shit, I didn’t know it was that bad. She wore too much makeup, and it didn’t help her at all.
    “Max, it is so good to see you again. Since when do you wear glasses?”
    Shit. I had forgotten I was still wearing them after showing them to my parents. “Angela, I am having dinner with my parents, and my glasses are temporary.”
    “It’s Monica. God if you weren’t such a good fuck, I would be really pissed.” She brushed her lips against my ear and whispered, “Keep the glasses on next time. Yummy.”
    Damn, the bitch was drunk. I could smell the liquor coming out of her pores. I was fucking pissed. She couldn’t have whispered the other shit in my ear? No, she had to say that shit for my parents to hear. I knew that they knew I was no saint, but I never introduced them to any of the hit-it and quit-its.
    “Thank you, but no thank you. Now that you have shown my parents you have no class, please get away from my table,” I growled out.
    I turned back to my parents as she huffed away. “Mother, I am sorry about that. Damn crazy broad.”
    “Well, now that your vision is corrected, maybe you could choose someone who is not a total whore to be the mother of my grandchildren. I am not getting any younger here, and neither are you.” My dad rolled his eyes at me.
    “I am still young. I’m only twenty-nine. Mother, they all know the score, like that broad that just walked away. When I find the one and have my hooks into her, you will know.” I took a drink of my wine and sat back against my chair.
    “Harlan, do you hear your son? You sound just like they play you out to be in the tabloids. Max, I thought I taught you better than that.”
    “Mother, I am not as bad as they make me out to be. In fact, most of the stuff they print about me is bull. One evening out with a friend in L.A., and suddenly I am splashed all over the headlines. I wasn’t even with anyone when I was visiting Liam.”
    “I am sorry, son, but it doesn’t look very good to a good woman when you have a trail of trash following you, even by accident.” She tilted her head to Monica sitting at her table with her latest lover. Damn it, I kept most of my “holes” out of my neck of the woods. I called them that because that’s all they were to me, just a hole to stick my cock in and get off. I know that makes me sound like a piece of shit, but fuck it—they knew what they were getting. There was never any promises. Hell, I didn’t even promise they would get to come. I just fucked it out of them.  I guessed I was just good like that.
    By the time I got home, I had the biggest headache. My mom talked my ear off about settling down. I didn’t want to tell her that I had potentially found the one until I had done a little background check on my beauty. I just wanted to know what I was up against, like—was she in love with that fuck? What were her favorite things to do? I didn’t want to go in unprepared. The feeling she created on the highway that day had my mind and body craving more.
    It wasn’t until Wednesday morning that I got anywhere in my quest to learn about her. The report read like an open book into the life of Alexandria Davis.

Chapter 3—Max
    As I read her file, I was intrigued. The more and more I learned about the pretty Miss Davis, the more I wanted to make her mine. I didn’t mean for just one night. I meant for all nights until I had no more nights left. She was going to be the one.
    She was an only child and had come from a middle-class family on the South Side of Chicago. She had gone to public school, followed by college at the University of North Texas. What amazed me was that she had gotten in on a full ride. So she was a brain; I liked that. That would work just fine. She hadn’t had many boyfriends over the years. That was another plus, granted I didn’t expect her to be pure, but I didn’t want her to be a pro. The mother of my children should