Page 29 of Her Trick His Treat

Lucky Nat.

He leaned closer to whisper something in her ear and when she finally turned back towards her laptop, her cheeks were delightfully pink.

“Sorry about that. My incorrigible husband was just reminding me of something,”she murmured, and I grinned.

“That’s fine. Really, you two are just awesome together. In fact, I want to be you when I grow up,” I joked.

It was nothing she hadn’t heard before. But instead of laughing it off her expression turned serious.

“Speaking of that, Camryn. Remember that manuscript you sent me, the dark romance story featuring the masked man and the virgin?”

My cheeks burned, and I almost knocked over my steaming mug of coffee.

“Yeah, uh, I remember,” I said.

When I wrote the thing, I had no idea how close to the truth of my ownlosing my virginitystoryit was. Although, in all fairness, Tommy was not really the devil incarnate.

And I wasn’t a pagan-worshiping virgin sacrifice who’d time traveled to the 1980s Manhattan club scene and was being hunted on All Hallow’s Eve by every monster imaginable only to be saved by the devil I’d run from.

Anyway, back to Nat.

“Now, don’t kill me, Cam. But I showed my publisher.”

“What? That was just for you!”

“I know, but I loved it and so did he. Camryn, they want to publish it.”

“What?”

“They want to publish it. Now, they are sending over their proposal today. And I am sending you the contact info for my agent. I told her about you, too, and she is interested. Well?”

“I, um, I can’t believe it,” I whispered.

“Well, believe it, Camryn. Congratulations! Really, I am so proud of you.”

After going over the edits I’d made on her latest work in progress, I disconnected the video call and opened my email. Sure enough, I had two messages in my inbox that stood out from the rest.

I spent the next two hours carefully going over each one and arranging times to meet virtually with both the agent and the publishing house. I also made a call to my lawyer and promptly sent her both contracts to look over before I signed anything.

This was huge. Big news. And I wanted to share it with someone.

My brain immediately went to Tommy, but I dropped my phone. Shocked that I even went there.

Tommy and me, we weren’t a thing. It was stupid of me to even think it.

But I couldn’t help that tiny spark of hope from igniting, and when my phone rang a moment later, I ran to pick it up, wishing it was him.

It wasn’t.

It was Jan.

And she was pissed.

“Goddamn it, Cam, you almost gave me a heart attack!”Jan yelled over the speakerphone.

“What? Why?”

“You left last night with a stranger!”

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