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“Yeah, we’ll take an Instagram picture together,” she replied flippantly. “I’ll get a ton of likes and new followers and he’ll get what he wants.”
“Which is what?” I replied, trying not to burst into hysterical tears.
“I think we both know.”
The elevator slowed to a stop, dinged and the doors opened. I felt her hand on my shoulder as she stepped out, but I didn’t move; I just stayed there with my face turned into the corner as I tried not to break down.
“Don’t worry, honey,” she said. “You probably dodged a bullet with this one.”
As she stepped out, I heard the sound of her phone’s camera click, followed by her heels clicking down the hallway.
Is she really taking selfies right now? I thought as the doors shut behind me and I began to sob.
My stomach lurched, and it wasn’t just from the elevator starting its descent. I was sure I was going to be sick. After everything that had happened,
after giving my virginity to the man I was sure was the man of my dreams, I’d been played.
I was just another girl on his checklist, another bright-eyed babe who fell for his act. He and Alfred were probably downstairs fielding another couple of girls he had lined up for tonight—or maybe he was even with one of them right now.
You’re an idiot, Kylie, I thought as I spilled out of the elevator and ran for the lobby bathrooms. And you got played.
Chapter Twelve
Kylie
I turned the water in the sink on high and rinsed my mouth, splashed water on my face, and stared at my pathetic reflection in the mirror. My makeup was ruined; lines of black, tear-streaked mascara ran down my face and I looked like a wet dog who’d just come in from the rain.
“Don’t worry honey…”
The woman from the elevator’s words rang in my head.
“You probably dodged a bullet with this one.”
“Yeah, right,” I said, my voice choked through sobs as I shut the water off and did my best with a wad of paper towels to make my face somewhat presentable.
I had to get out of here—out of the hotel, out of Houston, and back to Mass—but how? I’d flown here private, and suddenly realized that I didn’t even have my purse or any of my cards with me.
What an absolute idiot.
I had my cell phone at least, right?
Nope.
I’d either left it in the car, the plane, or back at the apartment. My mind had been spinning like a tornado when Alfred had showed up in the car, and I must have left it on the couch or something…
This is a nightmare.
As a fresh set of tears formed in my eyes, the door to the bathroom burst open. Not wanting to be seen in the state I was in, I quickly ducked into a stall and closed the door behind me.
“I cannot fucking believe this!” a ditzy girl laughed. Through the gap in the stall, I could see a pair of blood red heels attached to a pair of skinny legs in black leather pants. “You are an absolute savage, Devaney. You’re upstairs now? Oh my God! What did you say to her!?”
Kill me, I thought as I grabbed some toilet paper and wiped my eyes. Now I’m trapped listening to the valley girl’s phone conversation.
“So, let me get this straight again,” the girl said. “You got pictures of him with her, right? And there’s some rumor about her being a madam or something? You didn’t start that rumor though? Right. At her massage parlor.”
What?!
I sat up, ears perked up on high alert.
