Net of Lies
“He had stuck to the script she had provided; she had to grant him that much. As she asked, he didn’t so much as hint at their past, keeping his polite, friendly manner perfectly distant. From the moment he had picked her up from her hotel room, she hadn’t found the slightest glitch in his performance. His knock on the door liberated her from her uneasy pacing and the unnerving frequency with which her eyes had darted to the mantelpiece to check the clock.
She had been ready ahead of time, even though deciding what to wear had been torture. Her desire to look presentable clashed with her obstinate fear of appearing as if she were trying to get Raoul’s attention.
Don’t be a fool, she had whispered to herself as she finally decided on a simple, cream-colored dress with cap sleeves. It was simple and stylish, and the narrow belt with a matte-gold buckle added just the right amount of wow factor to save it from being bland.
He’s seen it all anyway.
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