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run forever, while his – the show they’d both given everything to – was closing in a few days.
    That truth was betrayal.
    “You sure you’ve never been in here with Greer?”
    It was Cameron’s turn to laugh. “Are you serious?”
    Samantha shrugged. “Everyone assumes you’re sleeping together.”
    “Everyone is wrong. We have never and we will never. She’s like a sister to me.”
    “Of course she is,” Samantha droned, rolling her eyes and taking a seat in a nearby folding chair. Her lithe body draped over it with impossible grace. “She’s everyone’s precious little sister.”
    “What is that supposed to mean?”
    “That she’s too damn sweet and innocent for my taste.”
    “She’s not that innocent. She just doesn’t broadcast her life to everyone. She’s quiet.”
    “Quiet can be construed as bitchy.”
    He grinned. “So can being bitchy.”
    “What is that supposed to mean?” Samantha chuckled.
    Cameron leaned in over the chair, looking down at her face and her golden body flushed with exertion and excitement. “It means you’re a bitch with a bite,” he whispered against her face.
    “I thought you liked my bite.”
    “I don’t remember saying that.”
    “You didn’t,” she brushed her lips lightly over his, “not with words.”
    Samantha claimed his mouth with her own, pulling his face down to hers and making him lean hard over her body in the chair. She licked his lips, demanding and receiving entrance into his mouth, then she bit his bottom lip fiercely, sucking the soft flesh between her teeth and soothing it with a languid lick from her tongue. Cameron groaned, feeling himself harden again instantly.
    “See?” Samantha whispered with a smile. “You said it again.”
    “The blue balls will help me remember this time.”
    “You could stay.”
    Cameron stood, shaking his head. “I can’t. I have an appointment.”
    She shrugged, standing up and heading for her clothes. “Next time, then,” she called over her shoulder, absolutely certain there would be a next time.
    As Cameron watched her round, naked ass walk away, his dick jumping for joy in his pants, he knew there’d be a next time too. He’d needed this as much as she did. A release from the frustration and anxiety over the show closing. Plus he’d just needed a good lay. It’d been too long and he had too many memories. Too many demons that needed chasing.
    Twenty minutes later he was across the street from the Brenshaw-Hyland Theater, watching as a small crowd of fans waited outside the exit. Surrendered had run a matinee today, one that had ended over an hour ago but he knew he wasn’t too late. He knew the timetable. He’d lived it with her for over a year.
    Like clockwork, almost exactly an hour and ten minutes after curtain, Eve stepped out of the theater door. Her blond hair was brighter than he remembered it, glowing in the low evening light like a beacon. One that called him here to this street corner five nights a week in the sickest, saddest show of undeserving devotion he’d ever known - and he’d been in an underground stage performance of Twilight . He knew angst.
    Eve smiled her dazzling smile, signed autographs, kissed cheeks, posed for selfies, and slowly made her way through the adoring crowd. She showed each one of them attention, each one of them care and appreciation. Total strangers taking her love and making it theirs, but if Cameron approached her now he’d be greeted with stone silence and a cold stare. He who had given her his whole heart. He who had been inside her more than any other woman he’d ever been with. He who she’d cast aside when she didn’t need him anymore.
    But the fans – she needed the fans. She always had. She always would.

CHAPTER NINE
    As they closed the show for the final time, Greer watched the curtain falling in front of them with an odd sense of calm. She should have been sad. She should have cried with Anna, hugging her and Cameron and Bryce. She