Page 32 of Breakup Games

“Ahhh, that’s why I’m wearing sunglasses or have something in front of my face in all these.”

“Yep. And that’s a warmblood, not a thoroughbred in the photos.”

“Small detail I’m surprised you noticed. Most people wouldn’t know the difference.”

“My brother is an equine vet,” he says. “And both my sister-in-laws are crazy horse people like you.” It’s one of the first times he’s offered up personal info like that. “I actually grew up on a farm.”

“Around here?”

“In Michigan. Not too far, though.” He raises his eyebrows. “I’m surprised you don’t know that.”

I chuckle. “You don’t have much info out there. Your sister, Rory, does have photos of you on her Instagram. It’s pretty cool Chloe Fisher is your sister-in-law, too. I love her books.”

“Dammit, Rory,” he huffs, pretending to be annoyed. “Nah, it’s okay. And Chloe is cool and down to earth.”

“Could you get me signed books?”

“If you go on another date with Enzo, I’ll have her personalize her entire collection for you.”

“Ohhh, so now we’re going from blackmail to bribery?”

He smirks. “Is it working?”

“Maybe.” I pretend like I’m considering it. “I do like to read and it’s been a while since I’ve added to my signed book collection. But that’s assuming Enzo is going to text me.” I wrinkle my nose.

“You don’t think he will?”

“He hasn’t yet.”

“Text him.”

I open my mouth to say I would never, ever text a man first like this but then snap it shut, remembering this is fake. I have to put my values aside and do what I can to keep digging.

“He really has a place at the Wrigley Building,” Mason tells me. “Just in case he does try to take you back there.”

“Under his name?”

He shakes his head. “A family member’s name who is not of interest.”

“So that date was helpful?”

“It was.”

I tip my head, looking at Mason. I want to know all the details but understand he can’t give them to me. I probably know more than I should, though I kinda do need to be looped in on most of what’s going on.

“The woman you said hired you to see if Matthew was loyal,” he starts. “What did you end up telling her?”

“I said he hit on me and denied having a girlfriend.”

“Ouch.”

“Yeah. No one likes to hear that, though they have to already know. No one hires a PI when you’re happy in your relationship.”

“But you’re not a PI.”

I roll my eyes and let out a breath. “Thanks for reminding me.”

“You could just get your credentials. You already have the background requirements met.”

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