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Chapter 46

Early the next morning, I was rushing around my hotel room when the telephone rang – not my cell phone, but rather the phone on the night stand.

I gave it a worried glance.

In five minutes, I was supposed to be meeting Zane in the lobby, where we'd be catching his limo to his next scheduled interview.

Still, vowing to make it quick, I answered the phone with a breathless, "Hello?"

It was Carla, the receptionist from the main office, who sounded a little breathless herself. "I'm terribly sorry to ask, but…" She hesitated. "Is Mister Bennington there?"

I felt my eyebrows furrow. "You don't mean in my hotel room?"

"I wouldn’t even ask, but it's an emergency." She lowered her voice to just a whisper. "Everyone knows, so there's really no need to hide it."

I froze. "Everyone knows what?"

"That you two are…you know."

"No," I said. "I don't."

She sighed. "Oh great. Am I in trouble now?"

"Why would you be in trouble?"

"I don't know," she said. "For not pretending?"

"Pretending what?"

"Not to know."

I made a sound of frustration. "Not to know what?"

After a long moment, she whispered, "That you're his…" Again, she hesitated.

"His what?"

And then, in a low whisper, she dropped the hammer. "Mistress."

I sank to a sitting position on the bed. The term, as old-fashioned as it was, felt like a slap to the face, especially because Zane and I were barely on speaking terms. I said, "Excuse me?"

"Oh come on," she whispered. "You're the only one who pretends."

Where on Earth hadthiscome from? "I hate to tell you this, but I have no idea what you're talking about."

She was still whispering. "Listen, you seem like a really nice person, and I'm just hoping I don't get in trouble for this, but you should probably know that he's already admitted it."

If I weren't already sitting, this would've knocked me on my ass for sure. "He has? When?"

"I dunno…Maybe a month after you were hired?"

That asshole.Trying not to lose it, I said, "And justwhodid he 'admit' this to?"

"To that bedding supplier from Cincinnati."

"Boris Feldman?"

"I think so."