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it’s fucking hysterical.”
    “Okay, first, can we stop with the fruit-laden terms of endearment? And second, what am I going to do?”
    “What’s there to do?” he said.
    “I don’t understand why Aiden hasn’t called me. It’s been almost an hour now.”
    “Look cherry, uh, Lexi, you’re too caught up. Ever since you got back from Spain and you banged papa pervert, you’ve done nothing but wait to bang him again. You’ve not done anything for yourself.”
    “I love him, Allen. I’m just waiting for--”
    “Yes, waiting again.”
    “I’m just waiting for him to come back from New York. We’ll be together and then will discuss the next step.”
    “What if there is no next step?”
    “Of course there’s a next step. Aiden really does love me. He wants to be with me. It’s that simple.”
    “Sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.”
    “No, I’m trying to convince you since you don’t believe me.”
    “Why don’t you just call him?”
    “I don’t want to appear desperate.”
    “I’m sorry kitty cat, but you’re a few months too late.”
    “Thanks,” I said and picked up my phone. “Fine, I’ll call him.”
    I called Aiden’s cell and the call went straight to voice mail. I pictured him and Devon fighting over the recent scene and it made me feel pretty good. I called the Waldorf Astoria and ask to be connected to his room.
    “Aldo Mussolini’s room please,” I said to the front desk person at the Waldorf.
    “ Aldo Mussolini ? Brother,” Allen said and rolled his eyes.
    “What?” I said. “He has to be anonymous.”
    “Aldo Mussolini is about the least anonymous name he could choose.”
    “I don’t think he’s there,” I said as the phone to Aiden’s room rang.
    I was about to hang up when a woman answered the phone.
    “Hello?” she said.
    I wondered for a moment if I got the name wrong. Perhaps they connected me to the wrong room? But I had a really sick feeling.
    “Hello,” she said, “is anyone there?”
    I grabbed Allen’s knee and cleared my throat.
    “Um, hi,” I said. “Is Aiden there?”
    “Who is this?” she said.
    “I must have the wrong room,” I said.
    “No, you don’t. Aiden is at a meeting. This is his girlfriend. Who is this?”
    Did you ever have that gut punch, like when you stalk your boyfriend’s Facebook page and see a pretty girl post something to him that seems too familiar for comfort? Then you start connecting dots. Synapses fire, you put it all together. It was like that, but worse. The moment you realize you’ve been duped. Stupendously.
    “This is Lexi,” I said. “Who is this?”
    “Lexi? Oh, hello! This is Raven Sheridan. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
    “Really? I’ve not heard anything about you. I wasn’t aware Aiden had a girlfriend.”
    Allen gasped and covered his mouth.
    “Well, we’ve made it official, but I’m sorry about this. We were going to sit down with Aiden’s kids and tell him. I hope this wasn’t a shitty way for you to find out. I’ll make sure I tell Aiden you called.”
    I can’t really remember what she said after that. I entered a weird, foggy fugue state as I closed my phone and stared at Allen.
    “Oh, Lexi,” he said, “I don’t even know what to say. Maybe--”
    “Girlfriend?” I said and started to cry. “I thought I was his girlfriend.”
    “I--”
    “I have to call Lucia,” I said as I dialed her cell.
    “Pronto?” Lucia said when she answered her phone.
    “Luc, what are you doing?”
    “Fucking.”
    “Fucking?” I said and sunk back into my couch. “Like now, now? Lucia, I need you to pay attention.”
    “I am,” she said. “I'm with Paolo, he's not that good.”
    “Who is Raven Sheridan?” I said.
    “Um, she's a porn star. Well, I guess you could say a former porn star. She's trying to make the mainstream movie.”
    “Not her fucking résumé, Lucia. Who is Raven Sheridan to Aiden?”
    There was nothing for a moment but silence. Lucia knew.
    “That