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"Miss Faulkner is correct, and I'm afraid I'll be siding with her on this matter. You do whatever you feel is necessary but we look after our clients."

The manager's face turned red and he stood and glared at me. "You've made a big mistake here today. No one simply dismisses me. No one."

He stormed from the room and I let out a sigh of relief. Brody smiled at me, the look softening his entire face. Matt stood and grinned down at me.

"The girl I knew in high school would never have done that..."

"Well I had to grow up sometime."

Matt draped his arm over my shoulder and the look of desire in his eyes sent a shiver through me.

"Do you think we could get some lunch and maybe discuss some scheduling?"

I turned to Brody and the look he gave Matt and me made me squirm. Why he had such a problem with us I couldn't quite grasp.

Stephanie stuck her head in the door at that exact moment cutting off whatever Brody had been about to say.

"There's a woman here. Says she has to see Matt... I've left her in reception but she is adamant that she see him. Says she knows him."

Brody rolled his eyes and turned to me. "He's your client, you deal with her."

Crazy fans weren't anything new. And as word got out about Matt's representation with us more and more fans were bound to show up. Just that morning I'd hired two bodyguards. They sat outside Brody's office door looking menacing. I gestured for them to follow me as I walked past them and they fell into step behind me.

Matt meandered along behind us and I stopped.

"You can't come out here. You need to stay in the office, secure. What if she's a crazy?"

"What if she's crazy and she takes a dislike to you?" He countered. "I can take care of myself."

I smiled and pushed him a little shoving him back into the office. But he caught my hand and drew my body in towards his.

"Matt, people will see. People other than Brody."

He shrugged and bent down over me, his lips grazing against mine. My body instantly flamed to life and I remembered his promise from earlier. A delicious punishment.

"I don't care who sees us... I'm tired of always having to worry about who will see me..." He kissed me again and I melted against him.

A strangled cry had us both jerking apart. Stephanie sat in the open doorway and another woman was striding towards us. The look on her face was one filled with pure rage. But I recognised her face instantly. She hadn't changed that much...

"Angela?" The name left my lips before I had a chance to react. Her hand reached out and the slap she gave me left my ears ringing. I staggered back from her clutching my cheek.

That one slap brought it all flooding back to me. It was the same as the slap in the hall of the high school. But the look in her eyes, that was different. She turned her attention from me and back to Matt. But the guards reacted and grabbed her before she even had a chance to get near him.

"I call and call you, and this is what you're doing? Since when did becoming rich and famous make you too busy to answer the phone to the mother of your child?"

Her words washed over me, staggering me for a second time. Mother of his child? There had to be a mistake. There was no way Matt had a child. He'd have told me. I looked over at him and the look of shock on his face told me this was the first time he'd heard of it.

"What are you talking about?" He spluttered pushing his hands back through his hair.

"Your son, Connor, wants to meet his daddy. I've been calling you for months... Trying to get through to you, trying to track you down. I've even hung outside some of your gigs and I know you saw me... I know you've been ignoring my calls." Angela struggled against the guards who held her. "You're turning out just like your father, Matthew Henley. A good for nothing bastard!" She spat the insult at him before shrugging free of the guards and running for the door.

Matt started after her and I followed him. It was like a terrible car wreck that I couldn't take my eyes from. He ran out onto the street and tried to grab Angela before she hopped into her car, but he narrowly missed her. She tore out of the parking lot, leaving a spray of gravel in her wake.

"Matt, this can't be true? Can it?"

He turned and the look in his eyes told me everything. It could be true, and he was going after her.

"I have to know, Kat. I have to see him. I can't become my father, I won't make the same mistakes he has..."

"But, Matt..." I didn't finish my sentence, after all what claim did I have? We had sex. That was it. Sex didn't mean anything. Least of all to Matt...

He jogged down to his car and jumped in behind the wheel. I watched him pull out without a backwards glance. I knew what my place was. What we had shared hadn't meant as much to him, as it had to me... And really how could I blame him? If someone came in and dumped a bomb on me like that... I wouldn't know even where to begin reacting.

Tears ran down my face. When Brody touched my shoulder I jumped. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close.

"Kat, I'm sorry. He's not worth it..."

I didn't answer Brody, but he was wrong. That was where he was wrong. Matt was worth it. He was the one thing in this world truly worth fighting for. But how could you fight against something like that? The simple answer was, you didn't. All I could do was wait and see if he came back to me... And if he did, would I like what he had to tell me? Who knew? Only time would answer those questions.

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