Page 251 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
“Yeah, it appears she may be a little upset about my month-long absence.”
“You didn’t call her either? What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“I didn’t have a choice.”
“It takes two seconds to make a phone call, Tanner. You have no idea how much people worry about you when you go AWOL.”
“Which is why I said I missed you.”
Matt laughed. “I missed you too. And apparently Ash missed you a ton.”
“Yeah...I don’t know. I don’t think that invitation is real.”
“It looks pretty real to me.”
“What are the odds that Young Robert is blackmailing her into pranking me with this?”
“Huh.” Matt paused. “There’s actually a decent chance of that. Want me to talk to him?”
“I’d rather you never talk to him again.”
Matt laughed.
“Well, it has been fun catching up. Tell Brooklyn not to fret. And let my grandkids know I’ll come by later to say hi.”
“Tanner?”
“Yeah?”
“Are you okay?”
“Never better.”
“If you need to talk about this...”
“It’s not real, Matt. There’s nothing to worry about.”
“It seems real.”
I shook my head. “It’s not.” Besides, I had a plan. Kind of. “And I really must be going. I have a very busy day.”
“Alright. But I’m here if you want to talk. Brooklyn is too.”
“I know.” I ended the call. Matt sounded like he was very concerned about me. But there was no need to be.
I swiveled in my chair. “Destiny?”
“Yes, Master?”
“Can you please put Ash into the Society algorithm to determine her best match?”
“One moment, please.” There was a one second pause. “Command complete.”
My screen filled with the results. Ash’s best match was...me. Because of course it was.
But also...it didn’t mean much. I was nearly everyone’s best match since I’d lived so many different lives. There were too many data points for the algorithm to handle.
So who was her second best match? I scrolled down.
