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“It must be really io—” he stops, his eyes widening “Katie?”

Fuck

“What the hell is Katie Harris doing in your hotel roo you need to tell me?”

“Come in I’ll explain” I usher him inside and close the door

I look at Katie, sitting on the bed in the hotel bathrobe, and I cringe It looks so much worse than it is, or rather, worse than it needs to be My heart thu for an explanation The only problem is, how do I tell him?

“Fre … Ada on your bed, in a bathrobe?” he asks, keeping his voice even

“There’s an explanation,” I begin “I promise”

He shrugs and sits down “Then let’s hear it”

“It’s a long story,” I warn

“It always is,” he mutters “Just tell me Lily isn’t here?”

I glance at Katie Julian’s eyes widen He curses, then he laughs and shakes his head

“Fuck,” he growls “Why is she here? The wedding? Oh God”

“She’s not going to do anything,” I promise him

“Where is she?” he asks

“My apartment”

“Fuck” Julian frowns “I’m pretty sure Alberto is suspicious If Alberto realizes hs uneasily “God, I don’t even want to think about that”

“What makes you think he’s suspicious?” I ask

He shrugs “Nothing, it’s just a feeling It’s probably nothing” He sighs and stands up “I need Lily out of Vegas, Adam She can’t be here”

“I know,” I promise him “I’ll take care of it”

“How are you going to do that and still be here for the wedding?” He shakes his head “If there is a wedding”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Nothing,” he mutters

I sigh “Then we need to get to the apartment Now”

I frown at Katie when she stands up

“What?” she asks

I raisethat?”

She flushes when she realizes she’s still in her bathrobe

“Give me a minute” She walks over to her clothes and snatches them up, then disappears into the bathroom