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She retreated silently to her room, chiding herself for being suspicious.
* * *
The rest of the week flew by, the same routine every day.
The gang started with a healthy breakfast and then Tyson went through Olivia’s workout with her. Afterward, he disappeared either into his home office or he went to work at his downtown office. He’d taken her there once to show her around and for Wes to film some B roll.
Olivia spent a few hours each day posting photos of her journey on several of Static Entertainment’s social media accounts. They’d gained hundreds of thousands of new followers already, and they were just getting started.
Those numbers seemed to cement the success of this assignment and assure viewers and participants that Olivia would see it through to completion.
Meanwhile, Chandler and Wes constantly tempted Olivia with fattening foods that weren’t on her plan, and she’d resisted every time. It was their schtick, and viewers were going to eat it up.
It was Sunday now, her day of rest from exercising and the day she could eat one cheat meal.
All week Olivia had thought about what she’d eat today. Tyson had warned her not to overindulge—for more than one reason.
But first things first. She got dressed for church, figuring she’d find a nearby place of worship. She didn’t especially like going to church alone, but going alone was better than not going at all.
Grabbing her purse and Bible, she headed downstairs. Wes and Chandler had told her she could use their rental car today.
Tyson was sipping on a mug of coffee when she walked into the kitchen. She stopped when she spotted him.
He looked stunning in a teal-colored polo shirt and khakis.
He glanced up from reading something on his laptop, looking equally surprised to see her dressed and ready. “Don’t you look nice.”
“As do you.” She carefully lowered herself into the chair across from him. “Where are you headed? A seminar? A book signing?”
He smiled as if amused by the question. “Church.”
She raised her eyebrows before consciously relaxing her expression. Her surprise was rude, and she regretted that. But she’d had no idea Tyson was a believer—though he hadn’t done anything to indicate otherwise.
“Not what you expected?” More amusement danced in his gaze.
“I’m sorry. I just . . .”
“No explanation is needed.” He turned his laptop around and pushed it toward her. “You’ll want to read this.”
She couldn’t imagine what he could be talking about. She braced herself, expecting the worst . . . expecting an update claiming The Admirer had struck again.
CHAPTERTEN
Olivia heldher breath as she glanced at the screen.
It wasn’t about The Admirer.
No, it was an article topped with a photo of Tyson and her together, taken when they’d gone on a tour of his downtown office. They walked side by side on the sidewalk out front, laughing at something now forgotten.
Then she read the headline: “Fitness Guru and Entertainment Sweetheart an Item.”
She jerked her gaze up to meet his. “What?”
“Apparently, we’re dating now.” He shrugged.
Olivia’s eyes widened. “Is that right?”
“Just read the article.” He pointed to the laptop again. “If it was published, it must be true.”
