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She cleared her throat. “He knew what it meant to me, due to the video calls we had before the fight that ended things.”

“I see.” Swenson tapped his gloves to his leg. “Thanks for the information.”

“I’m taking her out of here right now,” Knox declared. “You guys have Walker’s contact info? My researcher sent it over.”

Bruce and Swenson checked their phones, nodded in unison.

“Great, I’ll get you everything our research team turns up. Bruce, can we have a courtesy car?”

“But your truck is out front,” she reminded him.

“A red flag to a bull,” he said. “I’d like to get you out of here unseen.”

“Absolutely not,” she countered. “If he is out there watching, he should see us leave. We can’t take the chance that he’ll try to strike again and disrupt more innocent people.”

“She makes a good point,” Bruce said to Knox. “I’ll have someone tail you as a precaution.”

“Let’s do that then,” Knox agreed.

“I guess this means you can call off any extra security at the other properties,” she said.

“In due time,” Bruce hedged. “Once we confirm Walker is behind this. I’m not taking any chances.”

Knox ushered her out, taking his time at the truck until he got the text that the chase car was ready to go.

He was far too quiet on the drive back to Brookwell. It made her nervous. “You’re mad at me,” she said as they crossed the bridge. “I would have told you sooner. I-I just didn’t remember.”

“We asked you about problematic bastards in your personal life.” His voice was cool.

“Recent problematic bastards,” she countered. “Landon hasn’t troubled me in ages.” She turned away from him. “I do my best not to dwell on the jerks.”

“You act like you’ve never dated a good guy.”

“Oh, but I have. Just never a good guy who was interested inmemore than my money.

“That can’t be right.”

“Really? Great. Thank you so much for telling me about my life.”

It was hard to believe that Knox hadn’t bumped into the same issue. He came from money and lots of it. His parents were not shy about flaunting their wealth. Maybe because Moore was a common surname, it wasn’t a big issue. Or maybe it was easier just because he was a man and no one was pressuring him to settle down and start creating the next generation.

“Harper I only meant?—”

“It’s okay.” She sighed. “It’s okay,” she repeated. “I am a little jaded. It’s a problem.”

Wallowing in all those feelings of betrayal and disappointment weren’t going to fix anything tonight. And there was absolutely no sense in getting mad at Knox. He was one of the good guys. He didn’t care about her money, he thoroughly worshiped her body.

Could that be enough?

Well, it had to be. He wasn’t promising her any kind of future. She could be annoyed, but it wouldn’t change anything. He had to make the choice to be with her. To want more than this brief interlude. There was no way for her to plan to earn or coax his interest in something more than their current fling.

Instead of calming her, that annoyed her too. Exasperated with herself, she watched the world zip by the window.

“If the other guys you dated were anything like Landon, I get it.”

“Gee, thanks. I love taking relationship advice from the man who is perpetually single.”

“My job?—”

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