Page 90 of Nothing to the Wedding
“And you would never do that?”the cynic asked.“Take advantage of Zairn Lomond or the media, to increase your own visibility?”
As much as Anjelica faltered, she didn’t lose her confidence.“This isn’t about my visibility, it’s about supporting the man I love.”
“You can claim to love him, that’s your feelings.You can’t speak to his though.The Zairn Lomond I know is tough, assertive, fair.If he loved you, why would he marry Roxie?”
“Because she knows things.She blackmails him.”
“Into marrying her?”The scoff of laughter was—she did know that voice!“Must be some serious dirt.”
Her posture righted.“Reeve Crosby.”
Why would he…?
“Zairn loves me,” Anjelica asserted.“It’s complicated.I should be allowed to speak to him, to see him, to be with him.”
“Because you claim something you can’t substantiate?When did you meet?How long was your affair?When was the last time you spent the night with him?Or is it just sex and he leaves money on the nightstand?”
Oh, ouch, that was vicious.At least he didn’t reserve his question volley technique specifically for her.And it worked too.Without any need for Anjelica’s retort, Reeve had put doubt in the listeners’ mind.She’d like to think that doubt was already there, but few knew Zairn the way his inner circle did.
“I am not—I don’t care about his money!I love him!”
“When was the last time you talked?”Reeve asked.“If this wedding is happening against his will, he must’ve called you today.”
“He did!He did call me.”
“That’s funny because he specifically told his assistant that he wasn’t taking any calls today.”
“It was before—”
“From the moment he woke up.”
“He would never—”
“Because he wasn’t allowed to talk to Roxie before the wedding, he said he wouldn’t be speaking to anyone.”
How did Reeve Crosby know that?She hadn’t even known that, but it was something her guy would be likely to do.If he couldn’t have her, he wouldn’t have anyone.
“He has a phone just for me.”
“That his assistant has never seen?”
“How do you—this isn’t about you!”Anjelica was getting riled.“You don’t understand our relationship.”
“Because you’ve yet to give details.Where did you meet?”
One beat.Another.Was Anjelica trying to decide whether to answer or pondering which lie to tell?
“We met at his club.”
“Which one?”Reeve asked.
“In… here.This one.”
“LA?And when was the last time you saw him, in person?”
“Last night.”
“He had a bachelor party last night.”
