Page 94 of Only Ever You

“Hey. You asked me to call you back.”

“Garrett.”

He pauses. “Are you okay?”

“No. Do you know anything about Adeline getting in touch with Pippa?”

The silence isn’t welcome.

“She posted a photo on Instagram and tagged Pippa into it. I wanted to talk to you about it, but you weren’t exactly in the mood for talking last time I saw you.”

Holy shit. I warned her—I warned her what would happen, and now I’ll move heaven and earth to do it.

“Mallory wants to kill her. Seriously. She’s that angry. And I almost wish she still had a contract with us that we could cancel. What the hell were you thinking?”

For some reason, it’s reassuring when Garrett reacts that way. He made his feelings clear the night he dumped Adeline as the face of Infinity Drinks, but the anger in his voice just confirms how angry he is too.

“I was in Paris having a drink when she took a selfie before I realised. I warned her not to hurt Pippa with it—I know how that woman’s mind works, but she did it anyway.”

He lets out an exasperated sigh. “How is Pippa?”

“Hurting. We didn’t talk for long today, but she knows I’m here. I broke her, Garrett. It’s up to me to work out how to put her back together again.”

“I’m guessing payback is in order?”

“You could say that.”

He chuckles. “Well, you’ll never guess who Adeline’s been buttering up to work with?”

“Who?”

“Jacob Preston.”

I grin. “You’re kidding.”

Garrett chuckles. “I got a call from him yesterday. After we dumped her, she got in touch with him. She thought it’d make us look bad if she jumped from us to them.”

Shaking my head, I puff out a breath. “We might be in similar markets, but it’s not really comparable.”

“She clearly thinks it is. Anyway, Jacob was considering it because of her profile, and I told him what I thought without telling him about Pippa. But if you call him …”

“I can cut her off at the knees.” I play with my bottom lip between my teeth. “He met Pippa. They got on quite well.”

Garrett hums in agreement. “Give him a call.”

“Thanks, Garrett.”

“No problem. And Deacon?”

“Yes?”

“For what it’s worth, I hope you get your girl back. I don’t know what happened, but you two were great together. She’s good for you.”

“Thanks.”

I blow out a long sigh when the call disconnects. I’ve got a long road ahead of me—one that might just end in not getting Pippa back.

But I have to try.

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