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He shakes his head. "If you leave Noah, no one in the industry will touch you."
"But I had a dozen agents after me," I argue.
He sniffs hard. "And you didn't choose them. You're dead to them. Noah will blackball you faster than you can contact any of them."
I put my hand over my churning stomach. "Riggs wouldn't let that happen to me."
Colton sits down and grabs my hand. "Listen closely, Blakely. Riggs doesn't run this industry."
I furrow my eyebrows, not liking what Colton is insinuating. Did I choose the incorrect agent? Is Noah really that powerful?
He sighs, confessing, "I'm going to have to end my career to have a life or stay in the closet forever."
"I don't think that's true. Really. You should talk to Riggs," I insist.
He downs the rest of his whiskey, and his phone buzzes. He pulls it out of his pocket, glances at it, and stares at me.
"What is it?" I question.
He hesitates.
"Go on. Tell me whatever you want to say," I encourage.
He winces, then answers, "How bad would it be if I asked you to leave the room?"
"Why?" I question.
"I need to let off some steam." He arches his eyebrows.
It dawns on me what he's insinuating. "Sorry. Duh. Who's the lucky guy?"
He shrugs. "Does it matter?"
I don't hesitate. "Yes."
He scoffs. "Says the married woman. Then again, if I had Riggs to go home and kneel to, I wouldn't be here."
I open my mouth to object but nothing comes out. I snap it shut, and the throbbing sensation in my core that rose when Riggs warned me he was going to punish me tonight takes hold.
"Is he as good as I think he is?" Colton inquires.
I can't lie. My face burns hot, and I look away. Tingles race down my spine thinking about Riggs.
Colton groans. "I thought so. Well, lucky you."
I try to rise, but I'm wobbly on my feet. I curse myself for drinking too many glasses of champagne.
He grabs me. "You okay, superstar?"
I take a deep breath. "Yep."
He bites on his lip, waits a minute, then states, "I'll probably be an hour. Is it okay if I text you when I'm done?"
The thought of being at this party without Colton next to me doesn't excite me. And I realize there's only one thing I want to be doing. I lift my chin and shake my head. "No. I think I'm done with this scene. I'm going to have Kalim take me home."
Colton's lips twitch. He teases, "Going to surprise Daddy and beg him for a punishment?"
My butterflies flutter so hard that I become queasy. I step out of Colton's grasp and reply, "Have fun. Call me tomorrow and let me know how the rest of your night went."
