Randy kept clinging to me at the office. One day, Tina, who worked with me, suddenly looked at me with a gossiping expression.
"Catherine, you wouldn't happen to be the ex-girlfriend Mr. Lane has never been able to forget for six years, would you?"
My heart skipped a beat. Unable to forget for six years? I felt a little guilty.
"How could that be? Me and him? We don't even have any connection, okay?"
Tina rested her chin on her hand. "Have you seen the hickeys on Mr. Lane's neck? I wonder which girl gave it to him."
I forced out an awkward laugh. "Haha, I have no idea..."
Tina suddenly turned around and stared straight into my eyes. "Really? You have no idea?"
"Of course I don't..."
There was no way I could tell her that I got drunk, mistook him for a male escort, and gave him thos
