Chapter Fourteen

I MANAGE to get back to my room after Grace takes off in that SUV. I don’t even know who was driving, but it was someone Grace knew.

I call Conner and he picks up on the first ring. “I need help, dude.”

“I just saw it, Vaughn. You’re all over the f**king news already.”

“How the hell did they find her? How the hell did they even know we were dating? It was all very discreet. Last night was the first time I’ve seen her in weeks.”

“It was Sam’s dickhead of a husband, Tray. I just got off the phone with him. He’s blackmailing us. He says he’s got a list of your past girlfriends on record about your nondisclosure agreements and he knows what happened to Grace ten years ago.”

“What the… Did he tell you?”

A pause on the other end.

“Conner, dammit. Did he tell you?”

“He told me some. And believe me, V, you do not want this to get out. I think we should pay him. I think Grace might actually be in danger.”

My whole world spins. Just when I think I’ve got it all figured out, bad luck can’t touch me and life is good… it knocks me down and kicks my ass.

“Is it bad?” I ask in a low voice that betrays my fears. “I need to know, Conner, even though I really don’t want to know.”

“It’s bad. It’s so, so f**king bad. I’ve already called Felicity and she’s on her way to Vegas now. She’ll meet you in your room in a few hours. Just hang tight until then.”

I end the call and slump back into a chair that has a view looking out over the Bellagio fountains and I sit for a few minutes. Running last night over and over in my head.

It was so perfect.

Conner was right. Life has been too easy for me. No one should have such an easy life.

But it’s all coming due now. Because last night I did something I will most certainly regret and when Grace finds out, she might never speak to me again.