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What time will you be home tonight?

Jules

Not sure, why? Miss me already?

I don’t know where Colt went once we were done filming Rosie’s testimonial. He’d said he “had something to take care of,” kissed my forehead, told me he’d see me when I gothome from dinner with my friends tonight, before heading out the door.

Colt

You know it.

Jules

We just ordered another round of drinks.

Colt

Let me know if you need me to come walk you home.

Jules

LOL, you really DO miss me, don’t you?

Why does that realization tug at my heart so much? I told myself that I didn’t have to worry about falling for Colt, because there was no way he’d ever fall for me. But if he has, what’s stopping me from falling, too?

Colt

Like I’d miss breathing if there was no air.

Chapter Thirty-Four

COLT

“If this goes wrong and I get arrested—or worse, benched—I’m blaming you.”

“Me?” Jameson says as he pushes the button for the thirty-third floor. “You’re the one who gave me his name and suggested we pay him a visit.”

“Yeah, well, I’m still blaming you if I don’t get to play tomorrow because of this.”

“We’re not going to jump him, you idiot.” Jameson rolls his eyes. “We’re just here to let him know that his company is officially no longer a sponsor of the Boston Rebels.”

This is news to me. “How the fuck did you makethathappen?”

“I showed AJ the footage from the restaurant’s security cameras, which clearly show him grabbing Jules and getting up in her face, and she took it to Frank,” he says. Frank Hartmann is the billionaire owner of the Rebels, and our second-string goalie’s dad. He has a largely hands-off approach andgenerally lets AJ manage all aspects of the team, and only occasionally gets involved in the business operations. The fact that he put his foot down on this is surprising, to say the least.

“And they rescinded his sponsorship based off of what they saw?” Given how much money a sponsorship involves, and how little actually happened in the restaurant, this seems unlikely.

“It didn’t take much to convince them that if that video got out and people found out Jerome was a sponsor, it would reflect poorly on the organization.”

“And who has access to that video besides you?”

“No one. But they don’t need to know that.” Jameson eyes the lights above the elevator doors and sighs when he sees that we’re only at the twenty-fifth floor.

“How the hell did you even get that? And how long have you had it?”

“I got it the night it happened, and that’s all you need to know.”

“Jesus. So who’s taking over the sponsorship?”

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