Page 73 of Magnetic God

I’m in DC. Just met with Grant.

I’ll be in Dallas tomorrow.

We have a lot to talk about.

“You’re out of your mind, Brooks,” Ace says, shaking his head.

Isa is at his side and slaps his arm. “Stay out of this, Alessandro. If Brooks wants to marry her, then we’re not going to stop him. In fact, we’re going to help him.”

Ace mutters something under his breath in Italian. Fucker must have forgotten that I understand Italian, but I don’t respond. Because I know Ace, and he’s going to help me.

He lasts an entire thirty seconds before sighing. “When is this special event going to take place?”

“Tomorrow.”

Isa rubs her stomach. “Well, this is going to be fun.”

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Hannah

The days drag by, but Brooks’ texts keep me entertained. It’s just like old times, which are equal parts scary and exhilarating.

Brooks

Remember that time we went to Hawaii, and I almost drowned trying to show off?

LOL. A bit dramatic. Your head barely went under the water.

Ah, my memory of the event is very different.

What are you doing now?

Having coffee with Jess before I go to the office.

Tell her I said hi.

You’re not on her list of favorite people.

Yet.

Yet.

I’ll see you tomorrow, Angel. Have fun with your friend.

Jess sits across from me at the coffee shop near my building.

“So, how’s the asshole?” At my look, she huffs. “You haven’t smiled at your phone like that in years. Six years, to be exact.”

Hot tears fill my eyes, which I brush away.

“Hannah, I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

I wave my hand at her because it’s not her fault at all.

“It’s not you. It’s me. My emotions have been all over the place since he left.” Exhaling, I say, “He tried to find me six months after the story broke.”

“What?”

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