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flirt with a
famous, wealthy millionaire without a clue who he actually was."
     
    "He picked me up, I
didn't even want to go with him."  I have to stop explaining myself to
her.
     
    She pauses at that and a
look of anger passes quickly across her face, almost too fast to recognize. 
But it makes everything clear to me immediately.  "He dumped you, didn't
he?"
     
    This time she doesn't
mask her emotion.
     
    "You think you're
better than me, you little slut?  Mark my words, you're nothing special.  Chase
will move on within a week and you'll go back to whatever little hick town
you're from, and he and I will still be here in Vegas, living the high
life."
     
    "Oh, I get it,"
I say slowly.  "You actually think he's going to get back together with
you eventually, don't you?"  I shouldn't be continuing to poke her with a
stick, but she's a bitch and deserves it. 
     
    Her mouth opened to
reply, but I cut her off by turning to Chase and speaking over his fans. 
"Can we get out of here?"
     
    "Definitely,"
he immediately agrees.  "Sorry guys, gotta jet.  But yeah, give me those
and I'll sign them for you."  Chase takes something from the men and turns
to the bar to give them an autograph.
     
    "I'm so sorry you
have to leave so soon," Denise smiles at me, the lie coming easily to her
lips.  "The party is just getting started."
     
    "That's okay, I'm
sure you'll have plenty of fun all by yourself," I reply.  "Besides,
I think Chase and I are going to have a lot more fun at our own private party
back at his place."
     
    Denise's eyes narrow. 
"You mean his hotel room, of course?  I'm sure he isn't taking you back to
his house."
     
    "Wherever he and I
can be alone is fine with me."
     
    "Oh, I understand. 
Men always keep their girlfriends at hotels.  Oh wait, no, sorry, I'm thinking
of hookers.  They always keep their hookers at hotels."
     
    I feel the heat rise
against my face again.
     
    "Ready?"  Chase
is standing beside me now, the two fans having finally left him alone.
     
    "Absolutely."
     
    He turns back to Denise. 
"Have a good rest of your night.  We're going to head out now."
     
    "Of course,"
she smiles.  I can already tell how fake her smile is and I've only known her
for a few minutes.  "And I'll let you know about tomorrow."  After
she says that she turns her smile toward me.  "Lila, such a... pleasure."
     
    I nod noncommittally and
turn quickly away, unwilling to even give her a fake smile of my own.  Chase's
hand on my back leads me through the crowd, back inside and then out the door. 
He's on his cell phone, calling his car to come back and pick us up.
     
    If I wasn't so annoyed
I'd be impressed at how quickly it arrives.  I wait until we're inside and away
from other ears before I turn my gaze to him.  I know it's none of my business,
and I have no plans to see this man after Monday, but the fact that she said it
in front of me was clearly meant to piss me off and the fact that it worked
pisses me off even more.  Since I can't hold my tongue any longer, I at least
try to sound nonchalant.  I have no idea if I'm successful.
     
    "So... you're seeing
Denise tomorrow?"

 
     
    "What happened
between you two?" Chase asks, raising an eyebrow and squinting at me.  I
can see the sides of his lips struggling not to curl up into his little half
smile.  Is he really amused that we were fighting over him?
     
    "You really dated
that woman?  She's a complete bitch."  I'm not sure if he changed the
subject on purpose, but I wanted to get my feelings out about her anyway and it
seems like he wasn't as completely oblivious to the tension as I thought.
     
    "She's not so
bad," his smile finally breaks through.  "I think she was just
jealous of you."
     
    "Because she wants
to get back together with you?"
     
    He raises an eyebrow
again.  "What makes you say that?"
     
    "Are you kidding
me?  Chase, it's completely obvious.  Why would you think she'd be jealous if
you don't think she