Page 58 of The Fake Out Flex

"You won't want to hide from this. Believe me."

Margo tries to give me her phone, but I resist. "I'm scared to look. Just tell me."

"Fine. The top trending hashtag in the US is currently #RademacherReturns."

"That's…not scary at all." In fact, that's really good. Fraser has returned to form.

"The number four top hashtag is #FraserWithBSG."

BSG = Breakup Sneeze Girl.

"Okay. Not as good."

"But not horrible, either. The narrative is shifting, as evidenced by the number seven top hashtag in the country. #GoodluckcharmBSG."

I roll my eyes. "I am many things, but Fraser's good luck charm isn't one of them."

"I see." Margo studies me for a moment before we veer right at the elevator bank. "So you're thinking the interview angle is better than the dating angle?"

"What interview angle? And what dating angle?"

"You know, for the story. If you'd rather interview him, I get it. Dating him makes you the story, and that's always an iffy area. I totally respect your decision, Ev."

"No, but I'm not doing a story abo?—"

"This will be great for your numbers."

"Wait. Margo. I'm not?—"

"Gotta dash, hon. Late for a meeting. We'll walk and talk later!"

She dashes off, leaving me by the marketing department. Gina looks over at me and smiles. I wave back before returning to my desk.

Via the snack station.

I normally don't raid this area until after lunch, but it's a snack station kind of morning.

Setting up Google notifications at the diner with the girls this morning was a giant mistake. I've been witnessing this story get picked up by more and more outlets in real time.

Images of my private moment on the beach with Fraser are spreading like wildfire.

He must be furious.

Here he is doing a nice, decent thing, taking his best friend's sister to an ex's wedding, and this is what he gets for it. Top news story coverage.

I flop into my chair, armed with enough candy and chocolate to get me through until lunch time.

My phone buzzes.

I ignore the incoming call from my brother.

"Not today, mister. I'm angry at you."

It buzzes twice more.

I ignore it both times.

Levi: I assume you're not taking my calls because you're in a meeting or busy and not because you're ignoring your favorite brother in the world on purpose.

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