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Her head is still bent, like she can’t stand to look at me "It’s not lies It’s the truth"

"It wasn’t the truth until last night and that doesn’t count," I tell her as I pull out e, both of the blasted all over the place

Oh and I have a voice

I refuse to listen to it Not now, in front of Bryn I need to keep my emotions under control before I lose it coht have had a hand in this The tone of the entire article makes me think he’s behind it That the article actually mentioned ht in years makes ry eyeswhat happened between us last night doesn’t count?"

"No Of course not" I slowly shake aze "I think--shit, I think my dad could be behind this God knohen he could’ve tried to first sell this article, probably right after the opening, when you so kindly pushed him out and sent him on his merry way"

"I didn’t kindly push his and basically accused rew sick of you, he said I could come and have sex with him any time I wanted You know, because the two of you are so siry little sound that’s a cross between a growl and a squeal "The "

Fuck Tell me all about it The worst part? He’s my father And supposedly I’m just like him

"He said that to you?" I ask weakly, wincing when she stands to glare down at me, her expression one of pure fury

"Yes! He made me feel like the cheap hussy everyone else see sex" She throws her arms up in the air "I’m exactly what everybody says I am A stupid whore who sleeps her way around, who just falls into bed with her boss because she’s too du hold of her shoulders and giving her a little shake "No Stop calling yourself such horrible na this and trying to do the right thing for months, Bryn Months You didn’t just fall into bed with your boss because you’re too dumb to know better I hope you came into my bed because you care for me as much as I care for you"

Bryn

I STARE INTO Matt’s eyes, shocked by his words, by his easy defense of me II don’t knohat to say I’m overwhelmed, upset, eh, it doesn’t need to be There’s the photo as proof it’s me Everyone at the winery will see the article and the picture, and I’ll become a mockery People in the community will hear the ru a torrid affair withto run from since Brian Fairbanks chased me around his office I’d keptjust ahead so that it never touched e scandal, and I have no one to blaives hts "I need to know if you’re as invested in this as I a like I’rim, his eyes dark, fathomless "Tell me I need to hear you say it"

"I-I don’t kno I feel, Matt," I say truthfully, horrified when I see the devastation cross his face

God I can’t get this sort of thing right no matter how hard I try

"So you don’t want to be with me," he says, his voice dull as he releases his hold on me

"I never said that" I watch as he turns his back on h his hair, an exasperated little sound escaping hio to him Offer hi block break us We can survive this

But I don’t know if that’s the truth

"I don’t knohat I want," I say when he doesn’t speak "Last night wasit was a this article today and the photo, I don’t knohat to think of it Of us being together Will we be dealing with this sort of thing for the rest of our relationship? Can we survive this type of scrutiny?" I’ht think of us together His friends, his peers in the industry I don’t want to bring him down

I don’t want to embarrass him

He turns to face er and frustration I feel terrible I’h all this "This is a fluke, Bryn I’m pretty much out of the public eye and have been for over a year No one cares that I have a winery in the Napa Valley, except for people in the freaking Napa Valley Otherwise, I’ ballplayer has taken my place, and I’m fine with it I’ve moved on But my dad? He hates that I’m out of the public eye Hates that he is too He’s fed the le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">