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across the room and came running over. She was terrified she’d ruin everything, and played it as cool as she could, her heart pounding feverishly, trying to burst out of her chest.
    “Julie, oh my gosh, I knew that was you!”
    Simon turned to look at Sadie, with curiosity.
    “I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong person,” Sadie started. She knew damn well she couldn’t pull this off, but she was going to try.
    “Julie, what are you talking about, it’s me Mary Alice!” She squealed. It was obvious she’d had a few glasses of wine herself.
    Sadie looked down, not wanting to make eye contact. She was terrified her fear would show.
    “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but I’m not who you think I am. My name is Sadie.”
    “Sadie, Schmadie – Julie, I was with you when you got your tattoo,” she said pointing to her wrist. “Look,” she said, precariously balancing and holding up her foot, “we got matching ones.”
    “Could you please leave?” Sadie remained as calm as she could. “This is some weird coincidence, but you’re disturbing our meal.”
    “Why are you acting so weird? Oh my gosh, are you…” she caught sight of Simon. “Simon Thrasher? Oh my gosh, I love your song about sugar,” she started gushing. “Can I have your autograph?”
    “Is there a problem?” The host walked over to the commotion.
    Sadie swallowed hard, “This woman is disturbing our meal, it’s a case of mistaken identity. Would you ask her to leave, she seems determined to stay.”
    Mary Alice looked hurt, “Julie, what’s going on?”
    Sadie found her voice, and firmly stated, “I am not Julie. You have the wrong person. Please leave.” She hated treating her old friend that way, but if she blew her cover, her gig was up and all the money she’d worked so hard for would slip between her fingers. When it came down to it, she chose the cash over her friend. She had to; it’s just the way it was.
    “Ma’am, you’re going to have to leave, you’re disrupting everyone’s dining experience.” At this point people were all looking over to see what the commotion was about.
    When things finally quieted down, and after Mary Alice was escorted from the restaurant, Simon turned and looked at the girl beside him.
    “Who is Julie Monroe,” his face was made of stone. “She was telling the truth, but you’re lying. Why were you so desperate to get her out of here? You told me on the plane about your tattoo and your friend Mary Alice, and yet I know you as Sadie Mustang. What’s going on, and who are you exactly?”
    Sadie looked up at the ceiling, steeling herself, not wanting to cry. “I wanted a fresh start, okay? I was in a bad relationship. My ex beat the crap out of me, so I had my name changed legally to hide from him.” It was a lie.  “He stalked me for a long time after we broke up. The cops couldn’t do anything to help me.” Another lie. “I filed the paperwork so he had to stay away, but even then he got too close, I just didn’t feel safe. I had to hide. She’s a part of my past and knows him.”
    She was good on her feet. It was all a big, fat lie, but she could tell Simon was buying it, all of it. She couldn’t very well tell him the truth. She shouldn’t be having dinner with him anyway.
    “Listen, I don’t have much of an appetite, won’t don’t we get this to go,” she finished.
    “You’re safe with me,” he wrapped his arm around Sadie, feeling protective after hearing about her scumbag ex-boyfriend. “I won’t let anyone near you, and if he tries to touch you…”
    “You don’t have to do this. Besides, Simon,” she hesitated, “you and me, this could never work.”
    He stared at the woman before him. “We should get this to go,” and then said nothing else.
    Why was he doing this? Why was he falling for a woman he barely knew? He’d spent a little bit of time with her, but something drew him in. He wanted to be around her, and regardless of his rock star status, she made his