Page 40 of Sway

“She’s hardly a whore, Genya. That is way harsh.” Iza is my rival, but Genya is being an ass.

“Sorry, you’re right. She’s not a whore. She didn’t even tell me and I don’t have any respect for that. You would never do anything like that.”

He’s right. I wouldn’t.

Genya is mine now? Oh my God. I lean in to kiss him.

“No.” He leans away. “Not like this. I want this to be right. We need to wait until season is over or Iza is kicked off. I don’t want to cause tabloid scandal. Don’t worry, it’ll be worth it.” He kisses my hand and walks away. I’m left standing there at the doorway to the woman’s can, alone, my head spinning.

Jenny’s right. Everything is changing. Here I’d spent six years pushing Genya out of my mind and now I’m thinking about him every second, and Diana’s spending more time with Vika than with us, and now Jenny’s resorted to acting like a self-righteous tyrant. It’s crazy. Way crazy.

Dolla walks over to me and hands me a bottle of FIJI water. “Hey girl, everything alright in there? I just got everyone in the studio to calm down. Xavier apologized to Tony, and Tony accepted, thank God, and we’re all ready to get moving again.”

I swear I could kiss the man. I take a big gulp of agua instead. “Thanks, Dolla. Seriously. Diana was just shaken up but it’s all good. They’ll be out in a moment.”

Dolla snaps his fingers and points two finger guns at me. “Anything for the best partner in the world.” He winks and saunters away. “Eh, yo, Mickey, kick them strobe lights on, will ya? And gimme some Rob Base. We got some dancin’ ta do!”

I glance at Genya across the room. He winks at me, too, then mouths, “I still love you.” Then the strobes kick in and the room explodes in old school base. Joy—pump it up, pump it up!—and pain . . . sunshine, and rain . . .

Yes, siree. Everything’s changed.

And I couldn’t be happier.