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“It’s from today.”
I hear typing from his end of the call, and some mumbling.
“This is all speculation. There’s nothing we can do. The writer is writing from her ass. She did her homework and likely did a reverse photo lookup to find out who the woman was in the photo. She probably social media stalked her.”
“How the hell would she know it was me in the photo?”
“Even though you’re not heavily photographed, smart of you, there are some records of who you are. People are internet sleuths nowadays. Any public figure has a profile out there. You would be amazed at how simple it is to collect information about others with everyone sharing their personal details on social media. I had this ex-girlfriend once who knew everything about me before our first date. Can you believe that shit?”
I ignore his comment and rub my forehead.
“What you’re trying to tell me is that there’s nothing I can do?”
“You can write to the reporter and ask her to retract some of her statements, but honestly, no. There’s no legal recourse that we can take in this situation.”
“Thanks Jefferson.”
“Anytime Boss. Oh and hey, Miller?”
“Yeah?”
“Your girl there, she looks cute. Be nice to her. And also, might need to get an NDA. Just in case.”
I hang up on him and think about what he just said.
I’ve gotten NDA’s in the past, but I don’t want to go with her. She’s not like the other women that I’ve come across. She’s special.
And speaking of special, she slides into the booth beside me.
“You look stressed. Everything okay?” her hand is on my thigh, warming up my body.
“Hi. No, everything is okay. I’m okay.”
“You’re a horrible liar.” She grins.
I pull the article back up and turn my laptop to face her. I watch her features as she reads. Concern etches across her face, and then her hand goes to her mouth as she turns to me.
“Well, people are just mean.”
“I do my best to stay out of the public eye for reasons just like this. I’m sorry.”
“Why?”
“This article here is kind of degrading.”
“Yeah, but it’s just words. Written by someone who clearly doesn’t know either of us. Or whatever this thing is between us.”
“This thing between us. Listen, I’m not one to be in relationships.”
“Oh.” Her mood shifts.
I pull her hands into mine and pull her closer to me. I gently kiss her lips.
“I wasn’t saying that. Whatever you’re thinking, un-think it. I’ve been in a lot of non-relationships. I’ve stayed away from them, honestly. But this thing between us, I want.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
