Jordan, Olivia - Carly's Two-Stepping Temptations [Studio Seductions 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting)

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    Jared glanced at the clock. “Unfortunately, that’s not really an option. We don’t even have time for showers. You and I need to be at the studio in ten minutes.”
    “Shit!” Carly yelled, jumping off the bed and rushing to her overnight bag. “I cannot believe this happened again. Why doesn’t anybody set an alarm clock?”
    “Would we really listen to it?” Heath asked.
    “No, I guess not.”
    The three of them raced into their clothes, and then raced out of the house. Heath jumped into his car and peeled out of the driveway at high speed before Jared and Carly had opened the door to Jared’s car.
    “If this keeps up, we’re going to get fired,” Jared said as he and Carly buckled up.
    “Relax, this is only the second time it’s happened.”
    “Yeah, but the first time was just last week. I don’t think Taletha’s going to be okay with us rushing in late on a weekly basis.”
    “Well, if we hurry, we won’t actually be late. So step on it.”
    As soon as Jared turned on the ignition, his cell phone went off. Glancing at the display, he saw that it was Taletha.
    “Can you answer that?” he asked, handing the phone over to her. “She’s probably wondering where we are. Just tell her we’re on the way.”
    “Hey, Taletha,” Carly said. “Jared and I are running late, but— what? No, I can’t put him on, he’s driving the car. What? Okay, okay, we’re almost there. Yes, I’ll send him right over to you.” She hung up the phone.
    “What did I do now?”
    Carly flipped on the radio. “I think the news will tell us.” Jared noticed iciness in her voice that made him nervous, but he decided it wasn’t the time to bring it up.
    “Mayor Roth’s legal issues seem to be getting worse,” the newscaster said. “And a local business seems to be embroiled in the battle. An anonymous source has implicated an instructor at the Rhythm and Motion Dance Studio as being involved in trying to cover up Mayor Roth’s crimes and trying to prevent the news from being leaked to the local media.”
    “Shit!” Jared cried, trying to maintain control of the car as a sense of panic set in. He wanted to shut the radio off and pretend that nothing was happening, but he forced himself to listen to every untrue rumor that was being spouted.
    “Dancer Jared Brooks has been working with Mayor Roth on a regular basis. Mayor Roth is slated to take part in the studio’s local Dancing With the Stars fundraiser, which is taking place to help pay for studio renovations after vandalism that occurred last month. Our source indicates that Mayor Roth frequently confided in Mr. Brooks, and that he fought to help conceal what she’d done.”
    Although he knew he needed to listen to the broadcast, Jared couldn’t stand listening to another second of lies. He mashed the power button into the console and the car went silent.
    “Carly, they’re making shit up.”
    “Are they?”
    “Of course they are.”
    “So the mayor never confided in you?”
    “Well, she did, but I didn’t do anything to cover it up. I just didn’t go leaking it everywhere, either.”
    “How long did you know about this?”
    “About two weeks before the media did.”
    “Yet you didn’t see fit to tell anyone.”
    “Why would I?”
    “Because she broke the law and stole taxpayer money to pay gambling debts!”
    Jared winced at the irritation in Carly’s voice. “I found out by eavesdropping on a phone conversation. It’s bad enough that I was listening in. It would have been pretty nasty for me to rat her out when she didn’t offer that information to me.”
    “Well, maybe if you had, you wouldn’t be in this mess now.”
    “Come on, that’s not fair. Think about what she’s going through. Not only is she about to lose her job, but her husband, the person she risked everything to help, has abandoned her.”
    “The losing her job part is her own damn fault.”
    “Still, have a little pity on her. How would you feel if the

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