Page 44 of Magnetic God

I stand, going to her and pulling her in for a hug.

“How did I get so lucky in finding you as an assistant and, more importantly, a friend?”

She hugs me back. “Some people just live in the light. And, for the record, I’m lucky, too.”

When the hug becomes awkward, we both pull away with a laugh.

I ask, “How long are you hanging around?”

“About an hour longer. Want me to send Dave in when he arrives?”

Guilt slices through me, but I shove the feeling aside.

“Yes. I’m just going to wrap up this contract and then we can send them their copy.”

“Got it. I’ll let you get to work.”

I sit behind my desk, looking at the contract like it’s going to bite me if I touch it.

I can do this.

I know I can.

The shock of seeing Brooks in person is over, and I survived.

Nothing else can throw me off my game.

Right?

For the next hour, I work, finishing up all the paperwork needed for Brooks’ wedding. I also reach out to the two venues that Jacqueline requested. Might as well get a start on that, because that’s going to be the hardest part of this entire wedding. Thank god I have a good relationship with both venues. That’ll go a long way with such short notice.

I’m logging off my computer when Dave enters my office, a smile on his face. Dave is the complete opposite of Brooks. His height is the only thing that’s similar between the two. Where Brooks is muscular, Dave is lean. His blond hair is cut short. There’s not a tattoo in sight, either. Today, he’s wearing a grey Tom Ford suit, making him look so handsome. He’s everything I should want.

So why don’t I feel a deep connection with him? Or anyone, for that matter.

“How was your day?” he asks, rounding my desk.

I let him kiss my cheek before answering. “It was fine. Just finished with the last client of the day.”

“Good.” He smiles down at me. “Shall we head to my house? I’ve been thinking about your text messages all day.”

Ugh. How do I tell him I don’t want to do this? That I know anything he’ll do to me won’t compare to the bit of contact I had with Brooks in a fucking bathroom.

There’s a knock on the door and we both turn.

My heart falls as Brooks enters, like he has every right to be there.

Dave’s eyes widen. “Holy crap. You’re Brooks the Body McGruff!”

Brooks’ gaze moves between us, likely noticing our intimate position.

I move, putting distance between me and Dave.

“Mr. Henderson. How may I help you?”

Brooks’ attention is on Dave. “You know who I am?”

“Of course I do. I’ve followed your career since you joined OWF. Your last movie was freaking awesome, man!”

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