He hurt you before; he won't do it again."
"This is all very fascinating.
Does he know you're here?" "No, but you'll tell him.
And that's fine.
I just want to know what you were doing at the Crossfire that day you came out looking as freshly f**ked as you do now."
Her smile was razor sharp.
"What do you think I was doing?" "Not Gideon," I said decisively, even though I was silently praying that I wasn't making a total idiot out of myself.
"You saw me, didn't you? From the lobby, you had a direct view across the street and you saw me coming.
Gideon told you at the Waldorf dinner that I was the jealous type.
Did you have a nooner with someone from one of the other offices? Or did you muss yourself up before you stepped outside?" I saw the answer on her face.
It was lightning quick, there and gone, but I saw it.
"Both of those suggestions are absurd," she said.
I nodded, savoring a moment of profound relief and satisfaction.
"Listen.
You're never going to have him the way you want.
And I know how that hurts.
I've been living it the past two weeks.
I'm sorry for you, I really am."
"Fuck you and your pity," she snapped.
"Save it for yourself.
I'm the one he's spending time with."
"And there's your saving grace, Corinne.
If you're paying attention, you know he's hurting right now.
Be his friend."
I headed back to the elevators and called over my shoulder, "Have a nice day."
She slammed her door shut behind me.When I got back to the Bentley, I told Angus to take me to Dr.
Terrence Lucas's office.
He paused in the act of closing the door and stared down at me.
"Gideon will be very angry, Eva."
I nodded, understanding the warning.