Page 163 of Bona Fide

“Em…”

Her brown eyes soften before she gives me a weak smile. “I did this because I believe in you. And I’m not sorry that you’re just finding out about this now because you didn’t need to before. I’m your protector, you had your own job to do.”

My forehead creases. “And what else have you done or thrown into my life?”

“Not Reagan. She was truly supposed to be hired as the new party planner. I really couldn’t stand Viola.”

My eyes constrict as I look at the woman in front of me. The one who was like a little sister to me. Who always had my ass. Who forever was up my ass to be a better man. I might be a lost cause on the latter, but she believed in me.

She has constantly believed in me.

“Emmy,” I mutter. “I don’t want you doing this kind of shit. Please...if what you’re saying is...true, I don’t want you...”

“Do you still trust me?” Off of the tip of my tongue, it’s yes—always. But a cold feeling creeps down my spine because this woman just transformed before my eyes, yet she still remains the same. “The answer is, yes, Wade.”

“I…” I drop my grip on her to take a step back. “What happens now?”

“Two things,” she mutters. “We either wait for her to fuck up and commit treason or you say it. You confidently say the word ‘blue’, and Demi is gone.”

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