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Jack frowned and tried again. “You weren’t dating that guy, were you?”
“I’m not going to talk about this with you.”
“Why not?”
I leaned my head back against the seat and closed my eyes. “Because I don’t talk about my life with clients.”
Even just telling a client that I didn’t talk about my life with clients was more than I’d ever told a client.
Another tactical error, for sure—but I was too numb to care.
“Just tell me that guy is not your boyfriend.”
“That guy is not my boyfriend,” I repeated mechanically. And then I don’t know if it was just some meaningless sparking in my short-circuiting brain, or a new comprehension that following the rules didn’t seem to get you anywhere, or a hunch that maybe nothing really mattered, after all… but two seconds later, I added, “Anymore.”
