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“
I
don
’
t
have
a
computer
.
I
usually
use
the
computers
at
school
.
I
’
ll
see
if
I
can
use
Kate
’
s
laptop
.
”
He
hands
me
a
manila
envelope
.
“
I
’
m
sure
I
can
…
er
,
lend
you
one
.
Get
your
things
,
we
’
ll
drive
back
to
Portland
and
grab
some
lunch
on
the
way
.
I
need
to
dress
.
”
“
I
’
ll
just
make
a
call
,
”
I
murmur
.
I
just
want
to
hear
Kate
’
s
voice
.
He
frowns
.
“
The
photographer
?
”
His
jaw
clenches
and
his
eyes
burn
.
I
blink
at
him
.
“
I
don
’
t
like
to
share
,
Miss
Steele
.
Remember
that
.
”
His
quiet
,
chilling
tone
is
a
warning
,
and
with
one
long
,
cold
look
at
me
,
he
heads
back
to
the
bedroom
.
Holy
crap
.
I
just
wanted
to
call
Kate
,
I
want
to
call
after
him
,
but
his
sudden
aloofness
has
left
me
paralyzed
.
What
happened
to
the
generous
,
relaxed
,
smiling
man
who
was
making
love
to
me
not
half
an
hour
ago
?
“
READY
?
”
CHRISTIAN
ASKS
AS
we
stand
by
the
double
doors
to
the
foyer
.
I
nod
uncertainly
.
He
’
s
resumed
his
distant
,
polite
,
uptight
persona
,
his
mask
back
up
and
on
show
.
He
’
s
carrying
a
leather
messenger
bag
.
Why
does
he
need
that
?
Perhaps
he
’
s
staying
in
Portland
,
and
then
I
remember
graduation
.
Oh
yes
…
he
’
ll
be
there
on
Thursday
.
He
’
s
wearing
a
black
leather
jacket
.
He
certainly
doesn
’
t
look
like
the
multi
-
multimillionaire
,
billionaire
,
whatever
-
aire
,
in
these
clothes
.
He
looks
like
a
boy
from
the
wrong
side
of
the
tracks
,
maybe
a
badly
behaved
rock
star
or
a
catwalk
model
.
I
sigh
inwardly
,
wishing
I
had
a
tenth
of
his
poise
.
He
’
s
so
calm
and
controlled
.
I
frown
,
recalling
his
outburst
about
José
…
Well
,
he
seems
to
be
.
Taylor
is
hovering
in
the
background
.
“
Tomorrow
,
then
,
”
he
says
to
Taylor
,
who
nods
.
