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“Tomorrow?”

My stomach drops.

“Okay. Not tomorrow night either. The one after. Wait, I’m working. Shit.”

He laughs, easing my tension.

“Want to just sync our calendars up?”

“Pfft. You think I’m organized enough to have a calendar? I just go with the flow and hope for the best.”

I can thank ADHD for that. Late to appointments, missing them completely. A hot mess. But most of the time, I wing it.

“Yeah. Me neither. Just text me an evening you’re free, and I’ll make sure I am too.”

I pout. He’s so damn cute.

“Okay, beastie. I can do that. I gotta go into surgery now. I’ll speak to you later.”

“Surgery?” There is panic in his voice.

“I’m assisting your brother. Don’t panic.”

“Oh, shit. Yeah. My bad. You got me there.”

I giggle. He’s funny without even trying.

“Break a leg.”

“I’ll really try not to break the patient’s leg, seeing as we work on hearts.”

“Ha. Have a good day, darlin’.”

“You too.”

I cut the call, butterflies swirling in my stomach as I look at his handwriting again.

What happens when the chase is over, though?

Chapter 25

CONAN

“Get up, fuck face, Declan’s got a surprise for you,” Finn shouts as he tosses a t-shirt at my head.

I groan as I roll over and find him at my door.

“It’s seven in the morning. What could he possibly need this early?”

“You’ll see, little bro. Now get in your training gear, I’ll make you a smoothie.”

“Coffee,” I correct him.

“You need fuel, not caffeine. Doctor’s orders.”

He flips me off and slams the door behind him. The first thing I do is grab my phone and scroll through my notifications.

I’m only looking for one name.

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