Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

I reply to a few of the wow, Lacey, you look great, congratulations texts. I ignore the ones asking for money or connections. I ignore the ones seething with jealousy.

I text Carrie back, asking about her summer program, but I don't get a response. She must be in class.

My drink is still freezing, but now I can taste it.

Adam's text bores into me.

Adam: That was your shoot?

It's simple. Matter of fact. He still doesn't have any interest in what I do with my body.

That still hurts.

Lacey: No, a different one. That was me standing in for Danielle.

Adam: You're a natural.

Lacey: Thanks.

Adam: You're credited as the editor.

Lacey: I edited it.

Adam: It was good.

Lacey: Thank you.

Adam: I'm proud of you, Lacey. I miss you like crazy, but I get it. I get that it wasn't working and I don't hold leaving against you.

Lacey: You don't?

Adam: No. I've been talking to someone to make sense of it. I have a lot to work out, but I want you to know it wasn't your fault. You're beautiful and sexy and you were right to leave. I was ignoring what you needed. I didn't deserve you.

I don't know how to reply to that. He's right and he's wrong and I feel even more shook up reading Adam's text than I do thinking of the look on Danielle's face.

Adam: There's all this gossip about you and Mal.

Lacey: There is?

Adam: Yeah. And Carrie says you have a secret fuck buddy.

Lacey: She told you?

Adam: I begged. It was pathetic. Don't hold it against her.

Lacey: She broke the girl code. I'll have to do something.

Adam: Be merciful. For me.

Lacey: Maybe.

Adam: Are you with him?

My fingers type yes then no. I can't explain it to myself. How can I explain it to my ex-boyfriend? He doesn't want to know I'm fucking the man who took the number one spot in my celebrity spank bank.

Lacey: We're having fun.

Adam: Is it fun?