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shame. I’d now disclosed everything only to realize I was crazy. If anything, I should’ve felt guilty for holding hands with any guy other than Juan Carlos. Instead, I felt I was somehow betraying Adam by having another boyfriend. That was insane, especially because it was Adam who had betrayed our relationship when we’d been young.
    If we were going to move on from the past, we needed to talk about our new partners. And I knew he had one as well. I didn’t want details, though. God, no. I just wanted confirmation he was taken.
    Without another thought, I shot the ball out of my court. “So what about you? Who are you dating? You have to be dating someone.”
    “There’s someone. Back in London.”
    “Someone?” Of course, I could guess who it was. I wasn’t above Googling him, and his social life was fodder for the British tabloids.
    “Felicity Chambers. She’s also with the BBC.”
    Felicity Chambers may have been with the BBC, but she looked like a Victoria’s Secret model. The photos I’d seen of them together came back to me, and trailing not far behind the images in my mind was a sharp pang of jealousy in my gut. I knew the emotion all too well, having spent a good portion of my junior year of high school jealous of his cheerleader girlfriend. It felt like it was happening all over again. I may have been pretty enough with an extra shot of smarts, but I wasn’t a Felicity Chambers.
    I grasped for something nice. “I think I’ve seen her on TV. She seems like a good reporter.” I actually didn’t have any opinion on her reporting skills. What if she sucked, and everyone joked about her? But to stay positive—with an impulsive hope of making everything feel normal between us—I added, “And she’s beautiful.”
    It didn’t work. The words had left my mouth, and I only felt worse.
    Adam smiled, though. “She’s nice.”
    “Are you two serious?” The question hung in the air, exposing all my insecurities. I was a communications professional, yet I was committing verbal suicide. With every sentence, I sounded more like a creepy ex-girlfriend, and it shouldn’t have been that way. I had a boyfriend who was a total catch.
    “Serious? Not at the moment. We’ve been seeing each other for a while, but now that she’s back in the UK for good, we’ve put things on hold, so to speak.” He cleared his throat. “You know. Long-distance relationships are difficult.”
    My eyes widened. Well, what in the hell was I supposed to say to that? Had he meant to say it like I knew something about the subject, or was it just a figure of speech? Of course I knew long-distance relationships were difficult. That was one of the reasons I had never let Adam and me have one.
    He looked around the room. Maybe he wasn’t enthused by the conversation either. My phone vibrated, saving us both. It was Matt, so I knew it must be important. I apologized and took the call at the table, trying to keep talk of President Logan to a minimum. An inadvertent slip of information to the press—even just to Adam—was the last thing I needed.
    When I finished, I had my marching orders from Matt. While I didn’t mind the work, I didn’t like leaving so abruptly. I sighed. “I’m very sorry. I need to get back to the office. Something’s happened.”
    “Anything I might find interesting?” He smiled reassuringly. “That was a joke. I don’t want it to be like that between us. You don’t have to tell me anything if it will make you uncomfortable.”
    I snorted at that.
    “What? What did I say?” he asked.
    I shook my head. “Like some of the conversation today hasn’t already been uncomfortable.”
    “I’m sorry.” He laughed, seeming to genuinely appreciate my candor. “That wasn’t my intention.”
    “I know, and I don’t want it that way either.” I wasn’t sure what way I wanted it, but any more of this awkwardness would kill me. I grabbed my purse from the back of my chair. “Sorry. This isn’t the