“You.”
“Hmm.”
There was a hint of something sour in thatHmm. Disappointment, or a threat maybe.
“I need you,” Dorian added. “No one can do for me what you do. What youdid.”
We had never talked about it. Aside from our drink on the terrace, I hadn’t seen him since he and Carly found me naked and splayed in his hotel suite all these months ago. Where I had not been invited. Where I should never have been. I had no excuse. Dorian hadn’t forced me to do it. It was all me.
“Do you do this for other men?”
I didn’t answer right away, the memory clouding my mind even more than what he was doing to me with my hand. He stopped moving. I’d done something wrong.
“Only you,” I whispered, desperate for him to start again.
I turned to my side, moved over to kiss him.
He shook his head.
“Tell me that no one else will have you.”
“There…is…no…one…else.”
He rubbed my bottom lip with his thumb.
“What are you going to do?”
“This,” I said emphatically.
“Hmm.”
There it was again.
“Only this. Only you.”
He kissed me then, and I imploded with relief.
“Who are you choosing?” he asked, serious again.
“You,” I said, between moans. “I choose you. Always you.”
He groaned as he used his leg to part mine.
“I need to hear it again.”
“You,” I said breathless. “You, you, you.”
Look, I’ve run out of things to lose. But let me have this for a moment. If you ignored the fact that working as Dorian Fisher’s stylistandsleeping with him was extremely poor judgment on my part, then you could see that it was the best thing that could ever happen to me.
I mean, seriously, what wouldyouhave done?
Marnie
Like I said, I knew my place in this world. I had no qualms about lining up water carafes with their matching glasses just so or checkingmicrophones—test, test, test—one by one. It was my job to prepare all the minute details for the press conference. Especially since it was the one that might make or break my career.
I was so deeply focused that I didn’t even notice Carmen enter the Palais des Festivals’s media room.
“We’re ready,” I said. “I just need to get the printouts.”
