Page 46 of Take Care, Taylor
The stylists exchanged glances, then started packing up in silence. Stacey waited until the door shut before crossing her arms.
“What is your problem?” she asked.
“My problem?” I looked around the mess. “You said you were sick. I thought something happened. Instead, I find a photo shoot in progress?”
“It’s not a photo shoot.” She waved toward the garment racks. “It’s preparation. You should be thanking me. I have to fit in with the other WAGs. You don’t want me to embarrass you, do you?”
I laughed once, humorless. “We need to talk.”
“Can it wait until I figure out what I’m wearing for the next event?”
“No,” I said. “Now.”
Her expression faltered when she saw I wasn’t bluffing. “You’re seriously doing this right now?”
“Yeah.” I looked her straight in the eye. “I can’t do this anymore, Stacey.”
Her jaw tightened. “You’re breaking up with me because I’m trying to look good for you?”
“I’m breaking up with you because you’ve turned this into a brand deal.”
“Unbelievable.” She grabbed her phone. “You should be ashamed. I’ve been doing all this work for you.”
“I didn’t ask for any of it.”
“And while we’re on the subject,” I said quietly, “have you been using again?”
Her eyes snapped up. “What?”
“Cocaine,” I said. “I saw it in your purse the other night when you were sick. Don’t lie to me.”
“You’re unbelievable.” She turned away, shoving a pile of dresses aside. “That’s not what you think it was.”
“Then what was it?”
“None of your business.”
I let out a slow breath. “That’s exactly the problem, Stacey. Nothing’s anyone’s business until it blows up.”
She stared at me for a long moment before her eyes narrowed. “This is abouther, isn’t it?”
“Don’t start.”
“It’s crazy how I don’t even have to mention her name.” She scowled. “You didn’t even deny it.”
“It’s complicated.”
“That means yes.”
“No.” I exhaled. “I’ve never slept with her.”
Her mouth twisted. “Ever kissed her?”
“Not by choice.”
Her voice rose. “What the hell does that even mean?”
“It means it was a long time ago. It has nothing to do with you, and she has nothing to do with whatever’s left of us.”
