Page 9 of Maximum Dare
“About what, exactly?”
“Everything seemed fine with us, and then one day he just left. It was sudden. I know I sound like a jilted lover when I say this, but he’s making a big mistake with that girl.”
“My brother seems to have made up his mind. I’m sure the decision wasn’t easy.” He mulled over his words. “I hope you can find a way to move on, too.”
“I’ve been living with him for six months. I’m worried about him. Morgan can be manipulative.”
“You know her?”
“Only from the Internet.”
He frowned. “What does she do?”
“Talks about fashion and gives make-up tutorials, mostly. Companies pay her to promote their products. Morgan’s one of the most popular influencers out there. She’s even followed by the Kardashians. She’s like Taylor Swift, only instead of writing a sad song about her ex she changes her looks.”
“Taylor Swift is misunderstood.”
I stared at him. “You’re a fan?”
“I’ve had my moments,” he said, chuckling.
I reached for my handbag. “I just don’t want Nick to become famous for being her ex and not a talented footballer. These things tend to stick.”
“That’s why you were there tonight?”
I nodded. “To show him photos, proof of the way she treats her men.”
“She seemed serious about him from what I could see.”
What the hell?He had spent all of ten seconds with her tonight.
He really did just think of me as the jilted lover.
I pulled the envelope out of my handbag. “When I ran into you, I was trying to give this back to Morgan.”
“How did you end up with it?”
“It fell out of her purse.” If Max was a lawyer, he’d know I was lying.
He took the envelope. “What is it?”
“I never looked inside.” I assumed it was an invitation for a fancy event.
“It was good of you to try to return it.”
I turned my head, hoping he hadn’t noticed the guilty look on my face. “You’re in London for Nick’s birthday?”
“Yes, I can’t believe he’s turning twenty-five.” Max tucked the envelope into his coat pocket. “I’ll give this to him tomorrow. We’re having a party—” He bit his lip as though he regretted revealing this bit of information.
“Will Morgan be there?”
“Honestly, I don’t know.”
“Tell him I said happy birthday.”
“What do you like to do for fun, Daisy?”
“You don’t have to do this.”
