Page 34 of Breaking the Rules
“Angel, don’t underestimate your appeal. If I were Wrede and saw those pictures, nothing would keep me from you.”
“And if our fake relationship doesn’t bring him out of hiding?” Waverly said, struggling under the ironic weight of being in two fake relationships at the same time.
“Then we go hunting.”
CHAPTER NINE
“Okay, have I suddenly entered an alternate dimension, or am I staring at you and Xavier mugging for the camera in a coffee shop selfie?” Kate demanded through the phone against Waverly’s ear.
Waverly reached for her tablet on the nightstand in her bedroom and opened a browser. “Which site?” she asked.
“Uh, yeah. All of them. Like seriously, Wave, this just blew the rehab story out of the water. You’re even on CNN.”
“Crap.” Neither she nor Xavier had ever publicly acknowledged that they’d been in a relationship. After five years—a lifetime to the media—she’d hoped it wouldn’t be such a big story. But she was wrong. The picture was at the very top of Celeb Spotting’s website with a caption that hinted that everyone’s wildest fairy tale dreams could be coming true since Waverly Sinner and Xavier Saint stepped out together for an early morning breakfast.
“You look happy,” Kate commented.
Waverly frowned at the picture and dismissed it. “I’d just threatened to kick him in the balls. I was feeling pretty good.”
“What do you think the studio’s gonna say about these pics?”
“Judging from my meeting this morning, they probably won’t be happy,” Waverly predicted.
“Did you get anything out of Dipshit this morning?” Kate asked, referring to Brad with her special pet name for him.
“Nothing concrete,” Waverly told her. “But I’ve got Chels digging.”
Kate snickered. “Xavier is going to freak out when he finds out about her.”
“Well, let’s make sure he’s packed up and moved out of my life before he does.”
“Good luck with that,” Kate snickered.
“I need to make a move, and soon. I just have this gut feeling that something is going down.”
“I hope you’re wrong. And I hope Dante comes sauntering back into town with his sexy smile, and then we can watch the two of them fight over you.”
“You’re insane,” Waverly laughed.
“Want me to come over? We can start working on yourmea culpafor Gwendolyn. She’s going to kick your ass over this mess.”
Waverly had a meeting scheduled with her publicist in two days. Thankfully, the woman was busy squashing another client’s sex tape and wasn’t free sooner.
“No, take a couple of days and do something fun. Things are a little tense here since X busted me with Brad this morning,” she told Kate.
“That guy never ceases to amaze me.”
“It’s not so amazing when he slaps trackers on all of my vehicles,” Waverly complained. The rumble from the driveway caught her attention. “Speaking of, I think my bike’s back. He must have had someone from Invictus bring it over. I gotta go.”
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Micah Ross yanked off the motorcycle helmet and hooted in Waverly’s driveway. “Damn, that’s a sweet ride you got there, Sinner.” He’d long ago abandoned Xavier’s code name for her in favor of what he referred to as her “more realistic” last name.
Waverly laughed from the porch as he cut the engine. “You better not have scratched her.”
“Where’s your ride?” Xavier asked him, stepping up next to Waverly.
Micah jerked a thumb in the direction of the road. “Burke couldn’t keep up with me on this baby.” He swung a long leg over the seat and jogged up the walk to them. “Don’t you two look cozy?” he commented as they made room for him on the porch.
