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"Calm down? Do you knohat this says? It says I’et It calls --" His stupid statement was cut off by another scream, this one punctuated by Nicole’s toss of the newspaper onto the floor, her fists waving in the air as she physically jubacks I watched in fascination
"Fix TTHHHIIISSS!" she screa with each hop
"I’ll call the publicist We’ll get the papers to issue a retraction," he started
"It needs to be done NOW Or so helpsound and stepped closer, his hands reaching out and rubbing her ar body into his chest Her stance relaxed for aaway only when she realized he eaty
"By to out of the ruined newspaper bits
"Okay" Clarke shot a relieved lookmore than to be out of their kitchen, their house, their lives Nicole snapped her fingers at nets from that place around the corner" Her tone wasdown at my laptop
And that hen I saw it The top story on TMZ Joey Plazen dating a new Mystery Blonde? Right below the headline was a grainy photo of Joey, his lips pressed hard to his latest conquest
Me
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It’d been less than four hours since the TMZ story hit and the entire world of entertaine to chuck it in the trash,as every friend I’d ever had felt the need to tag me on every news outlet that picked up the story Thank GOD I wasn’t on Facebook anyallon of blood in the shark-infested waters
My phone rang and I glanced down, Nicole’s na up my screen for the third ti Nicole was dangerous, but I had to talk to Joey and whatever she needed would draw me from that task I silenced the call and wondered, for the tenth time in the teeks since my hookup with Carter, why he hadn’t called Granted, we hadn’t exchanged nuuy, with full access to my rental application Fro open, and I pushedoff ive Joey a serious piece ofonher phone from her back pocket as if to check for calls
I shook my head "Hilanced around nervously Nicole was still clueless One benefit ofout her tabloid articles, I could hide all mine with one visit to the shredder
"The what?" Hannah raised her eyebrows, showing off i lashes Apparently, the Joey Plazen camp didn’t stalk the tabloids I suddenly felt pathetic, ry boss and her "No, not those kind of pictures," I rushed to explain "Tabloid--is he in there?"
"He’s all yours," she said airily, jogging down the steps "But I’onna warn you, he’s in a bitch of a mood"
That was fine I was in a bitch of a mood too
I pushed open the door and stepped into Joey’s trailer, hi directly before me, on a worn leather couch, a notepad in hand, empty coffee cup on the table before hirowled
I shut the door "Have you seen the articles about us?"
"I don’t read the tabloids First thing I learned"