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“As the saying goes, there’s a fine line.”
“I never loved him. I was—”
“Infatuated,” I supply again.
“With his talent, which is far different from loving him. And it wore off even before I left him.”
“And yet you walked away from me in that room, and attempted to refuse to leave with me,” I counter.
“Not because of him. A man had just suggested I was your wife, which as your intern is a problem.”
“One in two hundred people we met together tonight suggested such a thing,” I say. “You overreacted.”
“You’re right,” she says. “I did. Had that man mistaken me for your wife any other time, I probably wouldn’t have reacted like I did, but Lance rattled me.”
“That pretty much tells me what I need to know.”
She pushes off the desk. “What does it tell you?”
“If you didn’t care about him, he couldn’t rattle you.”
“Then I guess I’m not as strong as you, Cole. Lance is a part of all the bad I left behind. When that man called me your wife, it scared me. I don’t want to end up working four jobs to survive the rest of my life.”
I straighten and fold my arms in front of me. I get why she’s afraid of losing her second chance, but I don’t like how much power Lance has over her.
“He is nothing to me,” she says, as if reading the questions in my mind, “and maybe I shouldn’t care this much that you believe me—I mean, we’re just having sex, right?—but I do.”
“Why do you care?”
“Because like everything else with you, I can’t seem to not do it. You’re like a drug, and it’s making me crazy.”
“Not crazy enough, apparently,” I say.
“No one has ever made me crazy like this, Cole. No one.”
My phone rings and I pick up the line. “This is Cole.”
“Did you miss me?” Ashley asks.
“Yes,” I say simply. “Why are you still taking my client calls from Paris?”
“Because I’m the contact everyone knew could get to you. And I still can.”
“Who’s the client?” I ask.
“Tara Knight.”
“Hold on,” I say. “I’m putting you on speaker with Lori Havens, my new—”
“Me?” she asks.
“No. She’s the future me.” I put Ashley on speaker. “Tell us about the case,” I order, folding my arms in front of my chest again, and looking at Lori, who is looking at me.
“Hi, Lori,” Ashley says.
“Hi, Ashley,” Lori replies.
“Tara Knight called me in a panic,” she says.
