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“We haven’t done it yet. Er, again.”

My mouth fell open. “You’re kidding.”

“If we sleep together, then I’m really in it.”

“If I know the two of you,” I said, “that’s not going to last long.”

“I know. I just want to be as certain as possible.”

“Do you trust him?”

“He insists that this time is different, but . . .”

I set my chin in my palm, and when she didn’t continue, I told her I hoped it would be. Greg was a decent guy, and the way he’d abandoned her was out of character. Still . . . there were no guarantees when it came to matters of the heart. If security was what she wanted, she needed someone like Bill, not Greg.

Unable to give her the assurance she needed, I changed the subject. “Greg mentioned a party?”

“My PR firm is hosting a soft opening next weekend. I’m supposed to invite people.”

“All right, count us in,” I said.

“Really?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“You haven’t wanted to do anything lately, and I know Bill doesn’t really like that sort of thing.”

“Well, I said I’d try, didn’t I?” I asked. “What’s it for?”

“That gigantic new hotel on the River. Revelin, I think? They’re doing a test run to make sure the staff and everything is up to standard.”

“Oh.”

The Revelin. The hotel on which David had been the lead architect.

I rolled my lips together and nodded, trying to hide my surprise.

Gretchen’s eyes skimmed my face, waiting for my response.

“What?” I asked when she didn’t speak.

“I saw you earlier.”

“Where?”

“Out front, with David.”

My body warmed with embarrassment, and I tucked my hair behind my ear. “Oh.”

“He kissed you.”

“No,” I said, shaking my head quickly. “It’s not what it looked like. It was just a peck on the cheek.”

“Um, that’s exactly what it looked like. A kiss.” She frowned. “Why are you even together?”

Fuck. My heart rate rose as she stared at me. She knew enough to be rightfully suspicious, but she didn’t know even half the story. “I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Olivia, are you guys . . . is this . . .” She paused and shifted in her chair. “Are you having an affair?” she asked with a lowered voice.