Page 36 of Misbehaving

“Yeah, of course,” she said. “He’s the editor at The Daily Cocktail.”

“Would he possibly have sent some stuff to the hotel care of Claudia Spears?”

“He said he had a box for me he was sending. Why?”

“He sent it.”

“Fine. I’ll get it later. What’s going on—”

“Never mind,” Ben said and hung up the phone on her.

He grabbed the books and the sex toys off the bed and shoved them in the box.

“You,” Ben said, grabbing Henry by the collar of his polo shirt. “Come with me.”

“Wait. What are you doing to me?”

“Saving your marriage. And getting Beatriz back. One of those is a higher priority than the other. I’ll let you guess which.”

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