’s wrong, Ana?” she asks. “You gone cold on the dress? You look
sensational in it.”
“Um, no.”
“Are you okay?” Kate’s eyes widen.
“I’m fine. Shall we pay?” I head to the cashier joining Mia who has chosen
two skirts.
“Good afternoon, ma’am.” The young sales assistant—who has more gloss
coating her lips than I ha一ve ever seen in one place—smiles at me. “That’ll be
eight hundred and fifty dollars.”
What? For this scrap of material! I blink at her and meekly hand over my
black Amex.
“Mrs. Grey,” Ms. Lip Gloss purrs.
I follow Kate and Mia in a daze for the next two hours, warring with myself.
Should I tell Kate? My subconscious firmly shakes her head. Yes, I should tell
her. No, I shouldn’t. It could just ha一ve been an innocent meeting. Shit. What
should I do?
“Well, do you like the shoes, Ana?” Mia has her fists on her hips.
“Um . . . yeah, sure.”
I end up with a pair of unfeasibly high Manolo Blahniks with straps that look
like they are made from mirrors. They match the dress perfectly and set
Christian back just over a thousand dollars. I’m luckier with the long silver
chain that Kate insists I buy; it’s a bargain at eighty-four dollars.
“Getting used to ha一ving money?” Kate asks, not unkindly, as we walk back to
the car. Mia has skipped ahead.
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“You know this isn’t me, Kate. I’m kind of uncomfortable about all this. But I’m
reliably informed it’s part of the package.” I purse my lips at her, and she puts
her arm around me.
“You’ll get used to it, Ana,” she says sympathetically. “You’ll look great.”
“Kate, how are you and Elliot getting along?” I ask. Her wide blue eyes dart
to mine.
Oh no.
She shakes her head. “I don’t want to talk about it now.” She nods toward
Mia. “But things are—” She doesn’t finish her sentence. This is unlike my
tenacious Kate. Shit. I knew something was up. Do I tell her? Tell her what I
saw? What did I see? Elliot and Miss Well-Groomed-Sexual-Predator
talking, hugging, and that kiss on the cheek. Surely they are just ol
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