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I raised my hand.

Dr.Martin smiled and gestured for me to speak.

Honestly.

“What if I’m wrong?What if he’s not attracted to me?What if he’s just being nice?”

“Well, why don’t we discuss the ramifications of if you’re reading things wrong.More importantly, though, you need to think about whether or not you’re ready for a relationship—of any kind.”

I settled back in my seat.“Three days ago I would’ve said no way.Today?Things look really different.”

“Then let’s talk about what’s changed.”

And so we did.For almost an hour.

I texted Marcie, and she picked me up.

We weren’t back in the house ten minutes before all hell broke loose.

Chapter20

Jeremy

I pacedthe length of Shayna’s office.

“You’re going to wear a hole in my carpet.”The woman herself sat at her desk and scrolled through her phone.

Andreas had excused himself to go to the men’s room.Fortunately the sprawling agency office had its own bathrooms so I didn’t need to worry about him running into anyone…untoward.

“This is a nightmare.”I snagged my phone, started scrolling, and put the damn thing away.

“Alerts going off like crazy?”Shayna gazed at me over her reading glasses.Glasses that made her look sexy as fuck.Not my type, obviously, but I could identify an attractive woman when I saw one.Her legs rested on her desk, showing an obscene amount of thigh.Only Andreas and I were going to see her and, apparently, neither one of us was interested.

Her office phone buzzed.

She swung her legs off the desk, righted herself, then hit the intercom button.“Yes Cherise?”

“Valentino Langston and Norah O’Shay to see you.”

My eyes widened as I met Shayna’s panicked expression.“Uh, give us two?”

Because one did not make a high-powered executive from a studio and an up-and-coming starlet wait.That just wasn’t a thing.

“Hey, so have y’all…” Andreas trailed off.“Okay, what happened?You look?—”

I grabbed him, yanked him fully into the room and then shut the door.“Valentino and Norah are here.”

“Oh shit.”

“Yes, shit.”Shayna shoved her feet into her stiletto heels, smoothed her skirt, then marched over to us.She pointed her finger at Andreas’s chest.“Not a word unless you’re directly spoken to.No joking around and beingfunny.Sometimes I wonder if you understand the seriousness of what’s happened.”

“My dick is all over the internet.”Andreas scowled.“I think I know how fucked-up this is.”

My sentiments ran parallel to Shayna’s.Andreas just didn’t appear to understand the gravity.People’s careers could be lost over a scandal.Not everyone’s sex tapes nabbed them multi-million-dollar endorsement deals.

Because Omar, Andreas’s ex, hadn’t just released the photographs.Nope.He and Tommy had arranged to release several videos as well.

When the lawyer we’d hired threatened to sue Tommy and the owner, Karen Mixer, she’d received ajust go ahead and try.Along with ayour guy was a willing participant.