I swallowed a lump in my throat. Sarai was right, and I hated to admit it and give her
credit. My career was the most important thing to me. Many times, I’d seen careers go downhill
when the media attached a driver with a celebrity.
“I promise she’s not on my mind, and I’ll stay away,” I replied as I headed toward the
door.
“Where are you off to now?” Cyrus asked, clasping his hands together.
“To get cleaned up and down to the locker room. I’ll stay out of the way. Promise, Sarai.”
Opening the door and leaving, out the corner of my eye, I watched as Sherah licked her
lips while on the phone, and I motioned for her to follow me to the private bathroom. Stacy hung
up the phone and jumped up, giggling, before looking back to make sure the door was closed. I
placed my finger to
