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It wasn't Zac on the phone, but Katy. I told her I'd be back at the hotel soon, and I needed to speak to her. She sounded tentatively pleased. I had no idea why.
"You let me leave with a Kavanagh!" I said as soon as I opened the door to our shared hotel room.
Katy and Jemma's grins slipped in unison. "So?" Jemma shrugged. "It was Zac Kavanagh. The nice one. The others are all married anyway, I think."
"Except for the one you sent to jail," Katy added.
Jemma scowled at her. "Not helpful."
"Well, she did."
"She knows that. We all know that."
"I don't think Zac did," I said. "He wouldn't have been so interested in me if he knew I'd worked against his brother."
"True." Katy nodded, her soft round face screwed up as she thought hard. "You do look different. Like, really, really diffe
