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I leave it alone, deciding to change the subject. “Are you almost finished with the album?”
His face lights up. He loves talking about his project. His songs. “We’re so close. Putting a few finishing touches on it. I think you’ll love it.”
“I know I will.”
“It’s all about you.” The solemn expression on his handsome face has my heart beating faster.
“You already told me,” I whisper, closing my eyes the moment his lips touch mine.
He kisses me, gently pulling on my arms, so I stand before his hands go to my waist and haul me onto the marble kitchen counter. The moment I spread my legs, he’s stepping in between them, his hands wandering, his mouth fused with mine. Like he can’t get enough of me.
I feel the same way.
Our phones ding at the same exact time, but we ignore them, too wrapped up in each other. Tate is too focused on slipping his hands beneath my T-shirt, sliding them up to cup my breasts. He tugs on my bra like he’s trying to tear it off me.
His phone starts to ring.
“Why are we constantly interrupted?” he murmurs against my lips, his hands still on my breasts.
My fingers are curled around the waistband of his pants. “You’re a popular guy.”
More notifications ding from both of our phones.
“Looks like we’re both popular.” With a reluctant sigh he removes his hands from my chest and checks his phone, frowning as he picks it up. “What’s up?”
“Put the call on speaker. Scarlett needs to hear this.” I recognize Simon’s voice, but I don’t think I’ve ever heard him sound so serious.
Tate sends me a look as he pulls the phone away from his ear and hits the button to switch to speaker, setting the phone on the counter. “Everything okay?”
“No, everything is not okay. Have you checked social media lately? Any gossip sites?”
I glance at Tate, who’s already watching me. “No,” he says. “Just spit it out, Simon.”
“There’s a rat. Someone shared all of the legal documents about your relationship with Scarlett. You’ve been exposed.”
My heart hollows out, and I hop off the counter and start to pace the kitchen, my mind full of what he said.
What this all means.
“What do you mean, there’s a rat?” Tate’s voice is fierce. “And everyone knows about our fake relationship?”
“On that one gossip site, you know, the biggest one? Pages of the agreement are on there, including your signature page. Everyone knows the relationship is phony. And it came from either my office or Irresistible’s. Considering the small staff I keep and the integrity of my lawyers and everyone else I employ, I have a feeling it came from Irresistible. Roger is about to have a coronary,” Simon explains.
“What the fuck is this going to do for my album?” Tate asks, sounding furious.
His words are like a slap, leaving me breathless.
After everything he just said to me, after everything we just learned now, this is the first question he asks? About his album?
What about us?
“That’s exactly what Roger said. He’s already been in contact with his crisis-management team. They’re also launching an investigation into everyone at the label to see who spilled this. Jesus.” The frustration in Simon’s voice is obvious. “This is a mess, guys.”
“What should we do?” Tate glances over at me, but I avert my gaze, too hurt to look at him. I know this isn’t his fault. I know the album is important to him. It’s important to me too.
But what about our relationship? We only just confessed our feelings aren’t fake. It’s so real for me. Too real.
That’s why this moment is so painful.
