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“I don’t need to remind you what’s at stake here.”
She usually wasn’t on my ass with any of my clients, but he wasn’t just anyone. The notoriety we’d get from changing his image would take High Society to the ultimate level. We’d be number one, and that was a spot Laurel wanted more than anything.
We both did.
“You don’t need to remind me. Once I’m made partner we’ll be unstoppable.”
I could tell by her silence she was smiling on the other end of the line.
“Keep me posted on how tomorrow goes.”
“Will do.”
“Try to get some sleep, alright? You have a busy and demanding schedule ahead of you.”
Yeah, and that was only his press tour.
“Of course.”
“Goodnight.”
“Night.”
I hung up, about to breathe a huge sigh of relief when the phone rang again.
I answered, “Laurel, I can deal with Julian, I promise.”
“So when you’re talking about me to other people I’m suddenly Julian?”
I jerked back, staring at the phone as if it had suddenly grown a head. “How did you get this number? Wait, how did you know where I was?”
“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me, Miss Troy.”
“What the hell? How did you—” I looked around the bathroom. “Are there cameras in here? Are you watching me?”
“Would you like me to be watching you while you’re naked in your bubble bath?”
“Juli—” I caught myself, fully aware he was grinning that I’d almost said his name to him. “Mr. Locke, how do you know what I’m doing?”
“Unlike you, I’m not pretending to not know everything about you.”
“You don’t know anything about me.”
“I know your hair is held back by an ink pen right now, and you’re drinking Merlot while you’re soaking in a warm bath, contemplating how you’re going to get me to agree to your little press tour.”
My mouth dropped open. “How do you—” I sat up, peering around the bathroom again, covering my chest that time.
“You don’t have to hide your breasts, Miss Troy. I’ve seen them.”
Through a clenched jaw, I threatened, “If I find out you set up cameras in my suite, I swear to God, Mr. Locke, I will—”
“You’ll what? Play with your perfect pink pussy so I can watch?”
“You’re unbelievable!” I gasped. “How dare—”
