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“How the fuck is he going to do that now he has no money?”
“It doesn’t matter. I can’t live with the fact I’m the reason it’s all gone. Don’t you get that?”
The fire receded from her eyes as she nodded.
“I get it. I justthink it’s a mistake.”
“It was a Cinderella arrangement, not a mistake. It would've ended at some point.”
* * *
I spent the next day in a jet-lagged stupor. I felt like shit. The best thing I had in my life was gone, and the money in my bank was dwindling. I sat in my computer chair, staring at the four-digit number in my bank account.
I would give it all just to have him. More than anything, I wanted to fall into his arms. His hands sliding up and down my body was a greater balm than any drug I ever took. I opened my phone, hoping to see a text, but there was nothing from him.
What do you expect? You ripped his heart out.
I promised Natalie I wouldn’t Google him, but it was too easy for me to type his name into that white bar and hit ‘enter.’
Luke Pardini takes red-eye to Chicago without blonde escort
I balked at “blonde escort,” but at least they weren’t mentioning me by name. I clicked on the link as my stomach fell through.
He left already?
There was a picture of him dressed in the same clothes I’d seen him in yesterday. His suitcase was in his hand as he dashed across SFO. Another picture showed him arriving in Chicago. Had his father taken a turn for the worse? Is that why he left so abruptly?
“Stop reading into it. He’s done with you. Get over it,” I said to the empty room.
My email blinked, and I realized I had several unread emails. Recognizing neither, I clicked on the first.
Holy shit!
I scanned one. They were offering me aninterview at a place I had applied to before I left to London. Itwas in a few days. I shot them an email, agreeing to the time.
Finally!
I tried not to get my hopes up, but I couldn’t help but grin as I reread the email. Ahorrifying thought popped in my head: What if they Google my name and find all these escort articles?
I headed to the bookmarked sugarbaby website and typed in my username and password. I was determined to delete everything, but something happened.
Error: that username does not exist
I tried it again. Nothing. Then Ilogged into the email I created for the account, but that vanished too. Finally, I searchedfor myself on the sugarbaby website. Then I looked for Luke’s. Nothing. It was as if everything disappeared.
Luke must have paid someone to do this. To hide the evidence.
The euphoria at getting a job interview evaporated. I needed to get out of the stifling apartment. Natalie was at work and I hated the silence that permeated the walls. I grabbed my purse and flung open the door as a crowd of people surrounded me, screaming.
What the fuck?
I blinked in the bright, winter sunlight.
“Miss Knight!”
They elbowed each other in their attempts to shove huge black cameras in my face. Flash. Click.
“Miss Knight, what did you and Luke do together? Would you like to sell a story to Huffington Post?”
