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I stared at him. “What about them?”

He hesitated. “I was going to talk to you about that.”

My stomach tightened. “Talk to me about what?”

He exhaled. “Ravenna is coming.”

I blinked. “To the awards?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

I waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. I understood exactly what he was saying.

My smile disappeared. “As your date?”

“Plus-one.”

I laughed, but there wasn’t anything funny. “What’s the difference?”

“Blair.”

“I’m asking.”

He put his glass down. “We’re still legally married.”

There went that word.

“And?”

“And this is a business event.”

“So?”

“My investors and partners will be there. People I’ve worked with for years who know Ravenna.”

I stared at him. “So you’re taking your wife.”

“For appearances.”

“Appearances.”

“Yes.”

I looked down at my ring. “And you’re going to walk in there together?”

“I don’t know how we’re walking in, Blair.”

He moved closer. “Baby.”

I hated when he babied me before saying some shit I didn’t want to hear.

“Don’t.”

“Listen.”

“I am.”