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that?”
    “Laurel is quite beautiful. Dexter seemed fond of her. Now she is with child and doesn’t need to work? That only makes sense if the baby’s father is wealthy.”
    I couldn’t keep the look of surprise from my face.
    “You shouldn’t listen to office gossip,” she said with a smile. “Dexter has always been a perfect gentleman in my eyes. But then again, my eyes are a bit blinded by his good looks.”
    “Welcome to my world,” I muttered.
    After another deep breath, I headed back to the party. Dexter was standing more or less where I left him, near the bar. I stopped for a drink before rejoining him. He was just wrapping up a conversation with a very serious looking man when I approached. When his eyes found me stepping through the crowd, he smiled broadly.
    “I thought maybe you snuck out the bathroom window,” he said.
    “That would’ve been tricky on the second floor.” I had a hard time staying irritated when he smiled at me like that. “Did I miss anything?”
    “Hopefully me,” he said, laughing when I rolled my eyes. “You should know that many women find me charming.”
    “I’m sure they do,” I mumbled, thinking about Laurel. “It’s amazing you are still single.”
    He didn’t seem to get that I was being serious. “It’s good news for you.”
    “Right.”
    I noticed two women standing about ten feet away, staring hard in our direction. I was certain that they were the chat queens I had overheard in the bathroom. My stomach began to twist.
    “Are you okay?” Dexter asked, noticing my sudden change in demeanor.
    “Actually, I’m not feeling very well suddenly.”
    “Here, let’s get you a seat.” He grabbed my elbow and ushered me to a bar stool. Once I was seated, he scanned my face. “You look a bit green. Do you want to go home?”
    “I’ll be okay,” I said, fighting back a wave of nausea. “On second thought, maybe I better go.”
    Dexter looked around, flustered. “Okay. Let me quickly tell someone that I’m leaving and then we can go.”
    “Don’t be ridiculous. You can’t leave your own party. I’ll just get a taxi.” I started to stand, but Dexter held me down.
    “It’s fine. I can go-”
    “Stop.” I gave him a hard look. “I’m quite capable of getting home on my own.”
    “Alright. But you aren’t taking a taxi. I’m getting you a car.”
    He had his phone out before I could stop him. In less than five minutes, a car was waiting for me out front. Dexter insisted on walking me out.
    “Straight home, young lady,” he said as he opened the car door for me.
    “Yes, sir.” I smiled sheepishly. “This is pretty embarrassing. Sorry to be such a pain on your big night.”
    “It happens.” He shrugged. “There’s always tomorrow.”
    I nodded, wondering if I would feel any better in the morning or if the truth would still be gnawing at me. “Thanks for putting up with me tonight.”
    “It was my pleasure.” He grinned and leaned in, kissing me softly on the cheek. “Good night, Taylor. Feel better.”
    “Good night.”
    My cheek still tingled after the door was shut and we pulled away. I glanced out the window and saw that Dexter was still standing there, watching us disappear around the corner.
    I was glad to find the flat empty when I got home. Cessy was out with friends and likely wouldn’t be home for hours. Rather than spend time pondering the thoughts in my head, I found a bottle of wine in the kitchen and opened it, taking the whole thing with me as I started a bubble bath.
    By the time I was neck deep in bubbles, half of the bottle was gone and I was feeling much better. While I sang along with the radio, I started to think more about what I had learned about Dexter.
    He had been nothing less than a perfect gentlemen to me during our time together. But if the rumors about Laurel turned out to be true, then Dexter wasn’t the kind of man I wanted to waste time on. But if it was really just a rumor and I accused Dexter of