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she took a seat and tapped her recorder. “And I’m here to find out more about your charities.”
    I wonder if Melody Carter is a natural redhead …
    “Ask away Miss Turner.”
    “How involved are you with your dance school here in New York?”
    How many times have I answered this question? How many different ways can the same question be answered ? Ugh. I really should give Joan “the look” and have this woman escorted out of the room. Nonetheless, every publication has a different spin I guess...
    “I’m very involved. I attend all of the recitals and drop in to see the rehearsals from time to time. I also donate two million a year to better the facility.”
    “I see. And what about—”
    “Sir! Miss Ross is causing a commotion outside the door,” one of the security guards bellowed. “Should we let her in?”
    No!
    “Yes,” I plastered a smile on my face and kept my eyes on Mis s Turner. “Finish your question please.”
    “What about the scholarships? Is it true that you give each graduate a $7 5,000 scholarship for college ?”
    “Yes. I’ve partnered with a group of sponsors to ensure that student s have post graduate assistance throughout their college careers.”
    “And if they choose not to go to college?”
    “They are made to submi t a four year plan to the board, and we award them an amount that we see fit.”
    “Okay, now how do—”
    “Good afternoon baby,” Selena sat in my lap and pressed her lips against mine.
    “Selena,” I reluctantly kissed her back.
    “I’m Selena Ross,” she held her hand out to Miss Turner.
    “ I’m Miss Turner,” she smiled, and I could almost see the wheels turning in her head.
    “Miss Turner, would you excuse me and my fiancé for about twenty minutes? I’m so rry to interrupt your interview but this is very important . ”
    “Not a problem at all,” she quickly grabbed her recorder and left the room.
    “Joan,” Selena frowned. “I’ll come out when I’m done here.”
    Joan looked at me and turned away. Sh e helped the stylist gather her things and signal ed for security to leave .
    “What the hell was that ?” I yelled.
    “Whoa . Calm down ,” she eased out of my lap. “I’ve got some great news! Aren’t you going to ask me what the great news is?”
    You asked for this…
    “Are n’t you going to tell me anyway? ”
    “Duh! Tomorrow, y ou and I are going to do an exclusive interview with Ryan Seacrest on E ! They’re doing a special taping here in New York! ”
    “Yay,” I said dryly.
    “Oh come on. Don’t be like that. You said you’d do this for two more months.”
    “Yea h , but I get the feeling you’re going to t ry to push me further than that. ”
    “Of course I will,” she bit her lip. “I’m always going to push you to go further with me…”
    Is she trying to have sex with me right now?
    “I have an interview to finish ,” I stood up and walked to the door.
    “So we’re not going to have sex anymore ?”
    “No. That’ll make it tha t much easier to drop this act two months from now.”
    She crossed her arms . “I read that you’re h aving an affair with Emma Stone. Is that true?”
    “What? No. I barely speak to her between takes. Are you sleeping with Bradley Cooper?”
    “ No, n ot currently. W e did do it once, but—”
    “Just go Selena,” I shook my head in exasperation .
    “I’m sorry…Are you still coming to my laun ch party to night?”
    “Sure. W hatever.”
    She planted a kiss on my neck before I opened the door . S he winked at me and w alk ed out as Joan and security re-entered the room.
    “Where’s Miss Turner?” I asked.
    “I told Miss Turner we would contin ue the interview later . You have two free hour s tomorrow so we’ll do it across town, perhaps at your dance school?”
    “You’re the best, Joan.”
    She gave me a sympathetic smile. “The boys and I are going downstairs to speak to the general manager. We’re going to get you out of here as quietly as