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"I never slept with Baxter Priestly, Victor," she shouts

"Okay, okay," I’ away

"Hey baby, what is it?"

"Four weeks ago? Re, thinking, four weeks ago? "Yeah?"

Silence

"That day you called me out of the blue?" she asks "It was a Sunday and you called otten back from Canyon Ranch I met you at Jerry’s? Remember? In SoHo? We sat in a booth in the back? You talked about going to NYU?" She pauses, staring at me wide-eyed "Then ent back to my place" She looks away She softly says, "We had sex, then you left, whatever" She pauses again "You were having dinner that night with Viggo Mortensen and Jude Law and one of the producers of Flatliners II and Sean MacPherson was in toith Gina and I didn’t really want to go and you didn’t invite me-and then you never called That week I read that you had dinner at Diablo’s-ull colus up and then I ran into Edgar Cameron who said he had had dinner with you at Balthazar and you guys had all gone to Cheetah afterwards and you just never called et it, Victor-it’s all in the past, right? I o I was on a ship in the o on that ship there was blood pooled behind a toilet in the cabin of a dooo I was in London at a party in Notting Hill

Four weeks ago I was edin a baseo I was not in New York City

Four weeks ago an io on that Sunday he undressed her

I’ inwith panic

"Baby," I’otta go"

"What?" she asks, sitting up

"I’ve gotta getout of the house I’ back here"

"Victor," she starts, then reconsiders "I don’t know"

"I don’t care," I say "But I’ with you"

She smiles sadly, holds out a hand "Really?"

"Yeah," I say "Really I’ "Okay"

I fall on the bed, wrappingthe side of her face

"I’ll be back in an hour," I say