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you.”
    He heaves a sigh. Of relief, I think.
    “I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you,” I begin. “My absolute fav—”
    But he cuts me off. “Don’t worry about it. You. Last night. The best connection I’ve ever had. It was nice to be with someone who wasn’t trying to be my leading lady.” He says leading lady while using air quotes with his hands.
    I swallow down the fan-girl moment I feel coming on. “John Cruze,” I whisper.
    His features get serious. “Don’t freak out. Okay? Promise me you won’t freak out.”
    “I won’t. I promise.” I fan myself, and try to keep the idiot grin from filling my face. I’m already blushing, but I can’t help it. “I’m going to try really hard not to.”
    He laughs and kisses me on the mouth. “Thank you, Cadence.”
    I lay back, the pounding in my head at full tempo. That’s why Fileze got beat to shit. That’s why he said I’m dead. I fucked the wrong John. How could this have happened? I went to the right hotel, to the correct hotel room. I remember. And if I’d gone to the wrong room, Fileze would’ve said something.
    “I thought you lived in L.A.,” I say , trying not to sound like I’m accusing him.
    “I do. But I’m expanding, changing some things in my house , and I needed a place to stay while the construction happens.”
    “Oh.” That makes sense. I rub my temples, trying not to start crying. I’m in so much trouble though, and I’m not quite sure what to do. Hopefully Jessica is all right. Fileze wouldn’t hurt her, would he? I know the answer though. He’d hurt her as soon as look at her.
    With a start , I sit up. “Where’s my phone?”
    John cringes. “It’s still in my room. Sorry.”
    I flop against the pillows. “Don’t worry about it.” I have a feeling there’s going to be a lot of unsavory texts when I turn my phone back on. Probably some phone calls too. “I just want to make sure my roommate is okay.”
    He gives me a strange look. I can’t explain how completely I’ve fucked everything up, so I sigh. “Never mind, she’s probably asleep.”
    Doctor Evans comes in. He smiles. “Your test results are back and everything looks normal. You do have a concussion though, so you need to take it easy. But I can release you in a few minutes, if you’d like.”
    “I’d like that very much ,” I say with a sigh. I’ve got a lot of shit to figure out.
    “Are you sure? I can pay for whatever she needs. I don’t want her—” John moves in front of the doctor, pleading his case.
    The doctor pats him on the shoulder. “You’re actually a really good guy. I always worry when my daughters get crushes on movie stars, but I’ll be able to tell them with one hundred percent accuracy that you’re even cooler in person than you are in the movies.”
    John smi les. “Thanks. I’d be happy to sign something for them.”
    A huge grin breaks out over d octor Evans’ face. “That would make me a shoe-in for Dad of the Year.”
    “You got it,” John says easily.
    “I’ll be right back.” Doctor Evans heads to the door. He pauses. “Cadence, it was great to meet you. Take care of him.”
    “I will,” I respond, knowing that after today I probably won’t ever see him again. Movie stars don’t hang out with hookers in public. Some of what John was trying to say earlier comes back to me. He meant paparazzi. There are paparazzi outside. And they probably know he brought a girl here. Shit, what has he been telling them?
    When the doctor leaves, I flip back the covers. “Where are my clothes?”
    John looks sheepish. “They’re back in my room with your purse.”
    “Well how the fuck am I go ing to get out of here? In this?” I pull on the hospital gown.
    He raises his brows and winks. “I think you look hot.”

 
     
    Chapter 9
     
    I let out a sigh. “Yeah, but what about the paparazzi?”
    He gives me a once over and then grabs a bag I hadn’t noticed next to a chair. “I thought about that.” John sets