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And Grant? He lets me take it.

“There’s no instability,” he says, keeping his voice calm.

Lauren laughs. “You really don’t see how this looks, do you? A head coach sleeping with a player’s sister? You might think this is a fairytale, but in reality? It’s messy. And I don’t want Olivia caught in the crossfire.”

His grip tightens around my hand.

“Cut the crap, Lauren. You don’t care about optics. You care about control.”

Lauren pauses.

“You’re right.”

Grant stills.

Lauren hums. “Maybe I do like having the upper hand. And maybe I don’t like the idea of my daughter spending time with someone who… what’s the word?... doesn’t exactly scream stability.”

I go still.

And Grant?

He fucking sees red.

“My personal life has nothing to do with my ability to be Olivia’s father,” he growls.

Lauren clicks her tongue. “That’s what you think. But in a courtroom? They might disagree.”

Grant’s stomach turns to stone.

“This is another custody threat,” he says flatly.

Lauren doesn’t deny it.

“Think of it as an opportunity, Grant.” Her voice is all silk and venom. “To decide what matters most.”

The line goes dead.

Grant stares at the phone.

He’d told me she’s not above playing dirty.

But this?

This is a new level.

When Grant looks up, I’m watching him, my expression unreadable.

But then, my fingers tighten around his.

And I say the only thing that could possibly anchor him right now.

“We’ll fight her.”

Chapter 38 – Kenzie

Iwatch Grant set his phone down, slow and deliberate.

Like he’s containing a storm. My chest tightens. Because I know this look. The controlled, barely-there rage. The clench of his jaw.

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