Page 84 of See Her

“Yep. All set.”God, I feel so good right now.I have a feeling I’m going to play the show of my life tonight.

“Mayzie?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m serious; you’re amazing for not letting that shit get to you today. I’m proud of you. I’m proud ofus.”

“Well, it’s easy when I kind of know what you were actually up to last night.”Yeah… I think,and I have proof.

“You know what? I’m thinking I’m going to respond to the story. Do you trust me?”

“We should just ignore it, Jack, and not give them a reaction.”

“And most days, that’s what we’re going to do.But I think I’ve got a way to take them down a peg and show people how easily a story can be fabricated out of thin air. Do you trust me?”

She lets out a sigh but says, “Yes, I trust you.”

“That’s my girl. Listen, I gotta run to sound check. I’ll text you before we go on tonight.”

“Sounds good. Have a great show, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You bet your cute ass you will!” I flirt into the phone. “I love you.”

“Love you, too.”

We hang up, and I look at my watch. I have about five minutes to get to sound check. I step off the bus and start heading to the stage, opening my social media app on my phone as I go.

I fucking hate social media but Ron insisted we all make accounts, because an online presence will help with visibility and all that.

When I open Instagram, I pull up the photo I took of Mayzie last night and add a caption.

JackKrasinskiOfficial: What I was really up to last night – spending time with the only woman for me. Nice try, tabs.

#loveher

#mywiferocks

#seeyousoon

#seeher

The timestamp is visible, and the small picture box in the lower corner showing me chatting with her in bed with my shirt off should hopefully drive it home.I can’t help a snicker as I re-pocket my phone, heading the rest of the way to the stage for sound check.

40

MAYZIE

By 11:30 the next morning, I’m in a cab in Miami, heading from the airport to the hotel.A couple of texts from Jack last night and this morning have kept me informed of the band’s timetable, and it looks like I’ll be getting there just an hour or so before they do.

After the cab finally lets me out in front of the Westin, I pull my luggage behind me through the automatic doors and to the front desk to check in. After checking lists and instructions, along with my I.D., the desk clerk finally concedes that I am who I say, and gives me a key card to mine and Jack’s room.I take the elevator to the 14thfloor and find our room near the end of the hall.I swipe the card and enter a room that is spacious, but I notice there are two beds.

Oh crap.

I really hope we don’t have to room with one of the other guys.Deciding not to worry about that for right now, I grab my large suitcase and heft it onto the closer bed before gathering my toiletries to go set them up in the bathroom. While I’m in there, I notice it’s a decent sized bathroom, with a roomy walk-in shower that has beautiful stone tiling. That looks inviting, I wonder if I have time…

Deciding that after waking up so early followed by being on a plane, I really would like to freshen up, I hastily pull my shirt over my head, followed by pushing my leggings down. Once I’m naked, I open the door to hit the water tap when I hear a loud click in the other room.

I feel a wide smile split my face and an explosion of butterflies in my chest. I turn for the door but quickly snatch a towel off the rack and secure it around me.

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