Page 104 of Nothing to Tell

“Oh, we’re used to that.When Roxiverse airs, the scrutiny will only grow.”

“And you’re okay with that?”

“It’s what we signed up for.Now with the wedding out of the way, we don’t have to worry about faking it so often.”

“Faking it?”

“Z and my problem was the opposite to yours and Bastian’s.You’re faking being together… with sex.Z and I had to fake not being together… with sex.”

“With sex makes a big difference,” Zairn said.

Roxie half rolled her eyes.“You don’t know the difference between together and not together.”

“Not when it comes with sex.”

“Casanova tends to progress things in his own way, his own time.To hell with the rest of us.”

“If I didn’t do what I did, we’d still be playing phone tag, Lo.”

Roxie raised one concessionary shoulder.“I’ll give you that.”

“When it’s love, you forgive,” Zairn said, bowing to kiss Roxie’s shoulder.“There are knocks, but when it’s forgive or walk away forever…”

“We don’t do too well with the walk away part.”Roxie sighed on a whole body bump against her husband.“He’s only being nice to me because he’s leaving me.”

“Leaving you?”

“I’m going back to New York tomorrow,” Zairn said.“Alone.”

“Why alone?”

Bemoaned, Roxie sighed.“I have an appointment with a global audience.”

“Roxiverse is picking up the pace.Lo’s in LA for another week, then off to Boston,” Zairn said.“Preliminaries are out of the way—”

“So, hey, Harper, you want to come with me to CollCom tomorrow?”

CollCom was—“The CollCom Complex?”Owned by the massive global-dominating media conglomerate?“I don’t—I never…”

“It’s not as scary as it sounds.There are so many people you should meet.”

Glancing over her shoulder, Bastian smiled at her.“Could be fun.”

Yeah, or terrifying.“I have work.Calls to make and—”

“You can do that from CollCom, or we have a whole squad of people geared up to do whatever you need.It’s no problem.”

But she… Could be fun… terrifying… informative.

A door closed elsewhere in the suite.

Roxie sprang upright like a meerkat on alert.“Are we being robbed?My husband’s too pretty for jail, so I’ll be the one kicking your asses!”

“Since we lifted the embargo, this place is like Times Square,” Zairn murmured.

Bastian laughed.“That why you’re going back to Manhattan?”

“For a break?”In one of the most densely populated cities on earth?“Could be.”