Page 104 of Magnetic God

After touching up my make-up, Brooks and I make our way back to the party. Greer is at Isa’s side, and she’s scowling across the room at Grant Carter, who is surrounded by a group of people.

“Did Greer and Grant ever date?”

Brooks’ eyebrows lift. “Not that I know of. Why?”

“I just get some weird energy off them, like maybe they have a past.”

He looks at Grant and then Greer.

“Grant’s a dick. Many people look at him like that.”

I laugh. “Maybe so.”

“I’m going to grab the mic. Be prepared to be wowed, Angel.”

“I’ve heard you sing before.”

“True, but you’ve never heard me freestyle.”

“I can’t wait. Just keep it classy.”

He puts his hand over his heart. “You wound me.”

But the devilish smile on his face lets me know I’m right to be worried.

As I approach Isa and Greer, I hear Greer say, “That man is vile! How anyone is fooled by his ‘nice guy’ act is beyond me.”

“Hi,” I greet the two. “What did I miss?”

“Nothing much.” Greer turns to me. “But I get the feeling I missed something.”

I say, “I might be pregnant.”

“Congratulations! But what do you mean by might?”

“I took a test, but I don’t want to get my hopes up until I see a doctor.”

“That makes sense. Does Brooks know?”

We all look at my husband, who blows a kiss at me.

“He knows.”

Greer lets out a dreamy sigh. “I’m jealous. First Isa snags up Alessandro and then you get Brooks. Sometimes I feel like there aren’t any good guys left.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, little fae,” a deep voice says from behind us. “There’s always me.”

Greer spins slowly, planting her hands on her hips. “I wouldn’t marry you, Grant Carter, if you were the last man alive.”

“Ah, see, I said nothing about marriage, but I like the way you think.” His gaze moves slowly down her body, taking in her appearance. “I like it a lot.”

“Pig.”

He smiles. “Brat.”

Heat floods Greer’s cheeks. “Get away from me. Now.”

His smile widens. “As you wish.”

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