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"Right," she says slowly, drawing out the word. There's a hint of something deeper in her tone, something like the beginning of understanding—or maybe suspicion.

I want to say more, to explain the strange rush of possessiveness that surged through me when I stood between her and that hothead. But I don't. Instead, I focus on the road, letting the silence reclaim us.

I'm the boss of my own destiny, sure, but when it comes to Willow, I feel like I'm losing control, like I'm being pulled into uncharted territory. I liked calling her my wife, more than I should have, more than makes sense given our tangled web of pretense.

Deep down, I know my feelings for her are shifting, growing roots in places I didn't think they would—or could. It scares me a little, this complexity, because it's not part of the plan. And yet, as the car hums beneath us, I can't help but wonder if maybe it's exactly what I need.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Lawrence

Roman

Hey, did you guys see the paper this morning?

Sebastian

Yeah, Lawrence and Willow made quite the front page. Nice pic with that protestor.

Victor

Not the best moment to get snapped, man. You two looked intense.

Lawrence

Unfortunately, someone chose to take a photo at that moment.

Roman

Looked like you were ready to throw a punch. Very heroic, lol.

Sebastian

Yeah, you seemed pretty serious about defending her.

Victor

Protective much? ??

Lawrence

Just doing what anyone would.

Roman

Sure, but you looked pretty committed.

Lawrence

It's just part of the job.

Sebastian

Uh-huh, right. Just part of the job. ??

Victor

So, what’s the PR spin?

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