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“Well, last week you were overheard telling someone that you only see a woman twice if you like her. Is that true?”
“Why the hell do you even care?” I mutter through gritted teeth.
Graham laughs
. “Yeah, it’s true. If you see me on a third date, then you know that’s a girl I’m gonna marry.”
“Well, we’ll have to pay extra close attention to your dates, then.”
She looks at the camera again. “Celebrity Life citizen journalists, we expect you all to be extra alert when you catch Graham out with his dates.”
They both start laughing, and I close the browser. I can’t watch another second. I can’t believe that this is what Graham is doing with his life. My brilliant star who wanted to be a teacher.
Who loved to talk about astronomy, life and wanted to see the world is giving interviews about his sex life?
The ache in my chest is back. As much as I hated watching that, it’s just the reminder I needed.
This is what loving Graham feels like. I’m not going to let myself back on that ride. It’s taken me so long to get over him.
I don’t know that I actually am. But, the Graham I love is gone. The man I just watched on that interview isn’t him. And him, I could never love.
“We’re here, oh my God,” Reena says, and I pull my headphones out of my ears and throw my phone in my bag.
“I can’t believe I spent my first ride through New York City with my nose in my phone. James is so needy. This separation will be good for him, I think.” She leans forward and pokes her head up to ask the driver, “Did we pass the Statue of Liberty? I really hope I didn’t miss it.”
He chuckles as he gets out of the cab. “Don’t worry miss, we didn’t drive that way.”
We rented an apartment on the Upper West Side right on the edge of Harlem. Reena found it for us when she came for her interview, and we squealed like kids when she’d called me on FaceTime to show me around. I can’t believe we’re here.
We gather our bags and head into the building.
I drop the bags of books into the trash can outside the door.
No more Graham.
I miss him, but he’s clearly fine without me.
I’m going to do my best to be fine without him.
GRAHAM
“Hey, where do you think you’re going?” Nanette shouts at me as I walk down her pretty tree lined street toward the corner where my Uber is waiting. I wonder if her neighbors know that their pretty little piece of upper-class suburbia is home to one of Los Angeles’s biggest pimps.
“Home,” I say without turning around.
“I’ve been calling you since this morning. You’ve got a client today!” she yells, and despite my promise to myself that I wouldn’t, I turn around. She looks like she’s been working out. Her blonde hair is pulled back into a high ponytail, and she’s wearing the barely there workout clothes that all of the women at Talisman wear. I cross my arms and face her.
“Sorry, I can’t meet a client today.”
She narrows her eyes and twists her mouth into a scowl. “What the fuck do you think this is, Graham?” She leans toward me and grits her teeth.
“You don’t decide when you see a client. I do.”
I shrug.
“Not anymore. I’m done. I quit. You’re fired.”
Her blue eyes widen and then she bursts out laughing.
