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“Raegan,” I murmur against her skin, unwilling to pull back. “I want to be with you. Tell me you want that, too.”

Her phone rings and she yanks it out of her pocket. I want to hurl the thing across the room, but she looks torn. “I have to take this.”

She’s out of the room before I can respond.

RAE

Ash claims the back seat when Harrison drives us to brunch. It’s our first time without security in weeks. Harrison’s hand rests on my thigh, his fingers brushing the skin exposed by my shorts.

The phone call I took an hour ago echoes in my head. I feel better than I did this morning, but the events of last night still weigh on me. My cheek hurts, and I resist the urge to brush it.

The way you felt on that stage… That’s how I feel when I’m with you.

Harrison’s words meant everything. I love him with parts of me I didn’t know could love.

There’s no chance of going halfway with Harrison King—not emotionally, anyway.

Since last night, my social media’s blown up. But I don’t know how to tell Harrison about the phone call I got earlier.

Harrison finds parking, and we get out at the port. The restaurant is open air, with jaunty blue-and-white-striped umbrellas mimicking the sea. Our friends are already at a table, and my chest expands.

The last time I went through hell, I was alone.

I’m not anymore.

“Good morning, superstar.” Annie passes the baby to Tyler so she can rise and hug me. “Or should I say afternoon?”

“Late night,” I say as Harrison pulls out my chair and claims one on the other side.

“About that…” Tyler starts, and I stiffen. I don’t want to rehash it again.

Beck leans in. “Yeah. Let’s hear it.” He looks around the table. “How’d the set feel?”

The knot in my chest loosens. “Amazing. I have a dozen messages from my publicist I haven’t returned with requests for interviews, even a documentary.”

“That’s so great!” Annie gushes, and even Elle bobs her head.

Beck snorts. “And you didn’t want to be on my TV show.”

“I didn’t say yes to the documentary.” I sneak a look at Harrison.

Because there might be something bigger.

The waitress comes to get our drink order.

“What’s next for everyone?” Elle asks, looking around the circle of us. “We brought down Harrison’s nemesis, right?”

Tyler nods. “Paid you back for saving my life.”

“You never told me what happened,” Annie prods.

Harrison and Tyler exchange a look before Tyler says, “I was driving in London. Wrong side of the road. I got messed up and drove into a fountain.”

“You’re joking. I pictured it as something crazy or sexy or dramatic,” Annie says.

“It was dramatic,” Harrison weighs in. “The man drove into a stone angel. Water was spurting from her navel.”

Tyler winces. “It wasn’t pretty.”

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