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almost—almost—a smile. A cruel one, she thought distractedly. And then, to her dismay, he raised her hand to his face, inhaling the scent of her fingers. The fingers she had just used to touch herself.
    “I thought so,” he said, dropping her hand and turning away, heading to his desk.
    Kill me now , thought Bella as, her face burning, she rushed out of Kane’s office and house and into the night.
     
    * * *
     
    “I used your bottle of whiskey last night. I’ll get you some more today,” said Bella, pouring herself a cup of coffee and sitting cross-legged on a kitchen chair. Claire was eating a bowl of cereal.
    “What do you mean you used it ?” Claire stretched languidly, like a cat, and looked at Bella inquisitively.
    “Oh, god. It’s kind of a long story. I was dog-sitting last night—you know, at The Castle—and I spilled some expensive scotch? So I poured the cheap stuff into the bottle. I’m going to get a new bottle, but I had to do something until I got a chance to replace it.”
    Claire shook her head and laughed. “Only you, Bella! You’re such a spaz! You better hope he doesn’t decide to have a drink before you get a new bottle, because I’m positive he’d be able to tell the difference.”
    “I know! The other problem is that I kind of got fired, so instead of secretly replacing the bottle, I’m going to have to own up about it when I give him the new bottle.”
    “Or you could leave it at his front door with a note,” suggested Claire. “What kind of scotch was it anyway? Like Johnnie Walker or something? I think the blue label is like two hundred dollars or something.”
    “I hope it’s not that much,” sighed Bella. “I don’t know. Mortlach 1938? Something old?”
    “Let’s look it up,” said Claire, getting her phone out. “And how did you get fired? What did you do?”
    “Well, I wasn’t supposed to go into his office.”
    “And you did anyway?”
    Bella shrugged. “I don’t know what came over me, Claire! I just felt curious. I wasn’t going to take anything, but sometimes it’s fun to look around, you know?”
    “I learned my lesson about snooping when I was babysitting as a teenager and looked through the parents’ dresser drawers and found body paint. They were gross, the parents, and I could never look at them in the eyes again. I swear I never snooped after that! Mortlach, right? The scotch?”
    “Right,” said Bella. “Mortlach. But listen. When I was in his office? His computer was on?”
    “Stop. Please tell me you didn’t look at what was on his computer.” Claire’s expression was of pure disbelief as she stared at Bella.
    “It was on . And there were these video files?”
    “And?”
    “I can’t tell you,” teased Bella. “Because it’s like mentally snooping if I do.”
    “Tell me! Now I have to know!”
    “OK,” said Bella in a lowered voice. “There were these videos. And I only saw one. Of Kane. And some woman.”
    “Like sexy videos? What were they doing?”
    “He was, uh, spanking her? And then they had sex.”
    “Shut. The fuck. Up.”
    “I’m serious, Claire! There were a bunch more, but I didn’t get a chance to watch them.”
    Claire just stared at Bella, unspeaking, her mouth wide open.
    “I didn’t want to admit this part,” continued Bella, “because I’m so totally humiliated by it, but he caught me. Watching one of the videos.”
    “I’m dying. I’m going to die. I’m going to fucking die out of the embarrassment I have for you right this second, Bella.”
    There was no way Bella would tell her the rest, that she’d been touching herself, and that Kane had smelled her hand when she left. But it felt good to get some of it off her chest. “Someday this will be funny, right?” she asked Claire. “Someday I’ll laugh about this without being completely mortified?”
    “It’s funny right now !” said Claire, picking up her phone and continuing her scotch search. “Hey, the bottle of scotch wasn’t,