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Emma: Always do.

Me: I do other things hard.

Emma: Goodnight, playboy.

Me: Night. (winking emoji)

I put down my phone and find myself grinning. I’m an idiot.

I walk back into my house and get ready for bed. As I’m pulling back my sheets, my phone buzzes again with an email.

I see who it’s from and I open it.

Mr. Daniels,

There is some additional information that you had requested. I was able to locate some of it. Attached is what I found.

Sincerely,

Derek Bowman

Private Investigator

I floponto my bed and open the attachment. I haven’t dealt with the information from his last email yet. I frown when I reach the guy’s records. He had it rough. I toss my phone down on the bed. I don’t want to feel bad right now. I was on such a high after being with Emma tonight and now this bullshit. Rhett and Max were probably right. I should have never gone down this road. I should have never tried to find him.

Chapter Twelve

Emma

I’m still on my high from my awesome date when I decide to send Andy and Blythe emails the next day asking if they have time to grab lunch this week or next.

I have zero expectation that they will, but I’m still hopeful. Getting either one involved in my project could be life-changing for my documentary.

I grab coffee and head to campus early. I find a quiet corner and start working on my documentary notes. I send a few more emails to the contacts I already have lined up for interviews. If I can start filming in a few weeks, then I can stay on track as I hoped.

I’m typing away when my phone buzzes. I look down and grin.

Kate: You go on a date with a musician and you don’t text me afterward?

Me: What?

Kate: Dude (website link inserted)

I click on it and groan. There are photos of us at the sushi bar from last night with captions about Grady Daniels and a mystery girl spotted out in LA.

Me: FML

Kate: Sooo??

Me: It went well. I may have pegged him as an asshole at first, but Grady is…well, surprisingly cool and real.

Kate: So, how’s his (eggplant emoji)?

Me: Kate, seriously?

Kate: (shrugging emoji)

Me: A lady doesn’t kiss and tell.

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