I hadn’t wanted to give up my room — it was the first time I’d ever had a space to call my own — and I hadn’t dealt well with her bossiness....Things were somewhat different this time around. I wasn’t worried about sharing a room, to start with. It just didn’t bother me that much and I expected it to be resolved within a few months anyway. April and I didn’t get along but I was determined to be civil with her even if it meant I lived the rest of my life with scars on my tongue from biting it so. She nodded. I couldn’t read her expression. She looked pleased, possibly at the sight of the earrings. But she also looked concerned and somewhat resigned. I couldn’t tear my eyes away, much as I wanted to. ‘I love him, too,’ I finally said. ‘We both do.’ The smile she gave me was bittersweet. ‘Okay,’ she said quietly. I kept watching her curiously. She noticed and smirked. ‘If it works for all of you, if you’re happy, then that’s all that matters to me,’ she told me firmly. I swallowed, not. She didn’t speak, except when they trotted her out for more commercials at the spa’s private television studio. She knelt on hands and knees, head upraised, back arched, breasts jutting coquettishly for easy handling, quite naked except for her high-heeled strap-pumps, upon the upraised pedestal at the far side of Max’s office, her exquisitely maintained body on display. The platform slowly revolved, one turn every five minutes, so that anybody who watched could see every curve and contour of. “We’re... we’re just not compatible where it matters,” she said. “Pete’s moved out.”I knew from her tone that she was trying to tell me something but I didn’t respond as I concentrated on the paperwork she had placed in front of me.“So... I’m available if you’re... “she said quietly.“I... I’m seeing someone at the moment.”I knew from her reaction that it had taken her by surprise. “Anyone I know?” she asked after a short while.I smiled.“Someone I might know but you are being discrete?”I smiled.