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himself so she couldn’t see what he was really like, which to me, was as dangerous.
    I stepped into my capsule and watched him as he poured her champagne. She was smiling, unaware of the poison so close to her.
    As the wheel turned slowly, they were out of sight of my pod for over ten minutes. I spent the time pacing from one end of my capsule to the other. Each step brought clarity to my feelings for Haven. I was undeniably jealous and if I thought about it rationally, I knew Haven would eventually see through Romano. He wasn’t the real problem. Any guy she could be serious about was who I was concerned about.
    When they came back in to view, Romano stood behind Haven, too close, pointing out the window.
    Nausea washed over me and I had to stop myself from banging on the glass.
    When I stepped out into the fresh air at the end of the journey, I couldn’t see Haven immediately. I scanned the heads of tourists and finally saw her, her hand in Louis’ as they headed back to where the cab had dropped her off.
    I ran toward them. “Hey, wait up,” I shouted.
    Haven stopped and turned. “Sorry, we were talking. I didn’t realize we’d walked so far.”
    Romano grinned at me. He had been trying to lose me, no doubt. I couldn’t believe he had the nerve to look at me, let alone try to hit on a woman in front of me, when I knew everything about him.
    “I have dinner waiting at my hotel. I’m not sure Mr. Harrison needs to join us,” Romano said.
    Haven glanced at me and I had to hold myself back. My heart was beating out of my chest and my eyes flicked between Haven and Romano.
    “I’d love to capture some photographs in the hotel, if that’s okay with you. Just at the beginning, and then we can let Jake go on and enjoy the rest of the evening,” Haven said, and my chest sank with relief.
    “As you wish,” Romano replied. “I’m afraid I didn’t take into account more than one passenger, Mr. Harrison. You’ll have to find your own way to the Dorchester.”
    A canary-yellow Ferrari pulled up and the driver got out and handed Louis a set of keys. Surely Haven would see straight through him as soon as she saw his car. If she thought my car was a fuckmobile, what would she think of his?
    “Your carriage awaits, my princess,” Romano said, holding the passenger door open for her.
    Before Louis had rounded the hood to get into the driver’s seat, I’d flagged down a taxi.
    “We need to go to the Dorchester, but if we could take the same route as that banana on wheels, I would appreciate it,” I said to the cab driver.
    “The Dorchester’s not a problem, mate,” he said. “But I can’t guarantee we’ll be able to keep up with that thing. It might be ugly, but it’s worth a few bob. If it were mine, I’d get my mate, Gary, to re-spray it,” he said as he pulled out after them.
    Predictably, Romano sped off and did everything he could to outdrive us.
    It worked. We lost them within minutes.
    When we arrived at the Dorchester, I leapt out of the cab and ran into the lobby, looking left and right.
    “Jake.” I spun around to find Haven behind me.
    “There you are. Thank God.”
    “You need to calm down. Louis might be a bit over the top, but he seems harmless.”
    I shook my head. “He’s anything but. The sooner you’re out of here, the better. Where is he, anyway?” I asked.
    “Trying to arrange a dinner reservation. He’d planned to have it served in his suite but I said I didn’t think that was such a good idea.”
    “Presumptive prick,” I said.
    “Seriously, Jake, calm down. He’s a typical Italian. He’s a bit flash and is used to getting his own way.”
    “Yes, things I would have thought you’d hate.”
    “Jesus, I’m not marrying the guy. I’m having dinner with him. For work. Will you stop already?”
    Romano returned. “I’ve arranged the perfect table. Will you be joining us, Mr. Harrison?” he asked, his eyebrow raised in my direction.
    “Do you want to do some