Rudy laughs, Reeve spits his beer out, Alex’s eyes pop wide, and Nate’s mouth hangs open.
“Is this the wife of the director you were having an affair with or a different woman?” Audrey asks, her voice carrying an edge.
“You shouldn’t believe everything you read online,” Saffron replies, smirking a little. “Our three-way relationship was entirely consensual, as was the information we leaked to the press when it came to a natural end.”
“You leaked details of the affair?” I blurt, disbelief evident in my tone. Considering how she’s already shown herself to be a media-hungry whore, I don’t know why I’m surprised.
“Of course.” She moves her hand up higher on Nate’s thigh. “It put my name on the map, strengthened my brand, and led to tons of new roles. There is nothing like a bit of salacious gossip to get everyone talking about you.”
“I’m more interested in you getting it on with this chick,” Rudy says, waggling his brows. “I want deets.” He makes a rude hand gesture, and the guys all laugh.
“We never got it on alone. It was always when her husband was there. She liked watching him fuck me, and he liked watching us fuck each other with our fingers and our tongues. I fucked her with a strap-on once while he watched. Another time he fucked my ass while she ate me out. Then this one time, she fucked him with the strap-on while he fucked me. It was hot while it lasted, but I’m not really into pussy. I’m all about the D.”
She says this while eyeballing me, and I’m uncomfortable with her attention, her obvious experience, and complete lack of shame. If I didn’t dislike her so much, I might admire her sexual confidence. I think I’m adventurous if I ride Reeve reverse cowgirl style or he takes me from behind.
“Aw, you’re blushing. It’s so cute.” She laughs at my discomfort.
“Saff. Don’t be mean,” Reeve says, and I’m glad he called her on it.
“Maybe you need to learn a few new skills, movie star,” she replies, winking at Reeve before knocking back a few mouthfuls of beer.
“I don’t understand why any couple in their situation would want to leak the details to the press. What did they get out of it?” Audrey asks, and I could kiss her for redirecting the conversation.
“More willing bed partners,” Saffron replies. “And it didn’t harm Bryan’s directorial career either. Sex sells,” she adds, like we haven’t heard that one before. “Reeve understands that. Don’t you, movie star?” She licks her lips while her hand moves to cover Nate’s crotch. Nate groans, nuzzling into her neck as he pulls her in tight to his side.
Reeve almost chokes on his beer, and his eyes pop wide in alarm.
Saffron smiles sweetly at me, but she’s like a viper waiting to deliver the fatal strike. “It’s why he readily signed his new contract agreeing to fake a relationship with me.”
16
Jumping off Reeve’s lap, I storm into the house, even though I know I’m playing right into that bitch’s hand. But I can’t stay outside because I’m liable to either break down in tears, strangle Saffron Roberts, or murder Reeve. She carefully timed that reveal to cause maximum damage, just as Reeve has to leave to film reshoots with her. I hate that woman like I have never hated anyone before in my life.
“Vivien!” Reeve races after me, and I ignore him, striding toward our bedroom as murderous rage infiltrates my veins. “Viv. Baby, stop.” Reeve grabs my arm and pushes me up against the wall, crowding me with his body.
“Let me go, you fucking asshole. I hate you!” I shout. I don’t need to ask if it’s true, because I was witness to the panicked look on his face before his costar spilled the beans.
“No. We need to talk about this. Look at me, Viv.” He grips my chin, forcing my angry gaze to meet his worried one.
“You lied! You already fucking lied after just promising me you would always be open and honest!” I shriek.
“I was going to tell you tomorrow when we got home, I swear.”
“Your words are empty, Reeve. The same as your promises.”
“I knew this would piss you off, so I was trying to find a way of breaking it to you that would cause the least amount of pain.”
I bark out a laugh. “Don’t pretend you care about my feelings. You’re more worried about upsetting that ho than you are about hurting me.”
“That is not fucking fair or true.” He slams his hand into the wall, and I’m glad I’m not the only one who is angry. “It was a condition of the contract, Viv! I told Bianca I wouldn’t sign it unless that clause was removed, but the studio refused.”