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Nick had stopped long ago to feel loving and passionate. They were affectionate, but more like old friends and less like two people still madly in love with each other. Not wanting to discuss it with her new publicist, though, she just nodded.
    They got up, and Lauren walked her to the door, where they paused to shake hands.
    Lauren’s fingers around hers felt strong and capable, and Grace allowed herself to relax and believe that Lauren would guide her through this situation. “Thank you.” She gave Lauren’s hand one last squeeze and walked out to gather her mother and George and make it out of the building with as little attention from fans or the media as possible.

CHAPTER 3
    “Dinner and dancing?” Lauren repeated, glad that Peyton couldn’t see her lack of enthusiasm through the phone.
    “Yes. You know, that thing normal people do on weekends,” Peyton said, her tone teasing.
    After five business lunches, two cocktail parties, and one premiere this week, the last thing Lauren wanted to do in her free time was to get dressed up and head out again, yet she found herself saying yes anyway. Too bad most women didn’t consider hanging out on the couch in sweatpants a proper dating activity.
    An hour later, Lauren met Peyton in front of El Niu, the trendy restaurant Peyton had suggested.
    “Hi, you.” Peyton kissed her on the lips. “Long time no see,” she said as the hostess led them to their table. Her voice held an undertone of accusation.
    Lauren suppressed a sigh. “Yeah, it’s been a busy week.”
    “More like a busy month,” Peyton said.
    “That too.” Sometimes, Lauren wondered why she even bothered with dating. Her relationships never worked out anyway.
    It wasn’t as if she was too picky or had unrealistically high expectations. The only requirement she had was that her date couldn’t have anything to do with the entertainment industry. She wanted a girlfriend whose only connection to show business was going to a movie theater to enjoy a film, popcorn, and tacos on a Saturday night.
    As a dentist, Peyton definitely met that requirement. She was also pretty and intelligent, but Lauren still found her attention drifting as they studied the menu and talked about what food they’d order. Behind the cover of the menu, she discreetly peered at her phone, which lay next to her on the table, wondering whether Judy had remembered to keep track of Ben’s social media.
    Her cell phone vibrated, indicating that she had new messages, but she valiantly ignored it and kept listening to Peyton’s adventures on her three-day cruise to Ensenada.
    Just when the waiter approached the table to take their orders, Lauren’s phone rang. She had kept it turned on, explaining to Peyton that it was just in case of emergency. Of course, an emergency for one of her clients could be anything from a broken nail without a manicurist on set to a dead body in bed next to them. A quick glance at the display showed her that Marlene was calling. “I’m sorry. I have to take this. It’s my boss.”
    Peyton nodded with a stony expression.
    Lauren pressed the button to accept the call. “Marlene?”
    “K-Cee just got evicted from a hotel in Vegas,” Marlene said, not bothering with a hi or a how are you?
    “What did he do this time?”
    “He took a swing at the concierge. Lauren, I need you to talk to the hotel manager and convince him not to press charges.”
    Lauren tightened her grip on the phone. “I’m not sure if we should continue to represent him. This is the third mess he’s created since we took him on last month. No matter how often I talk to him, he just doesn’t want to understand that the old adage ‘the only bad publicity is no publicity’ stopped being true two arrests ago.”
    “Let’s discuss this another time,” Marlene said. “Take care of this matter first.”
    “All right.” It was Marlene’s company, so she got to make the decisions. Lauren just hoped she was billing K-Cee enough for