Page 40 of Love Me Forever

“Yeah, just a sec. Let me reply to this email. Fuck, it disappeared.”

It was from Tim.What the hell? Did I manage to accidentally delete it?

“You can find deleted emails in the trash,” Megan said.

I was happy my brother finally pulled his head out of his ass and nabbed her. She fit into the Maxwell clan well.

“I know.” I was a tech guy, for God’s sake. “Damn, there are a lot of deleted emails here. And—”

I froze.

Six days ago, we'd received an email from Bonnie. The subject said, “Important Information for Travis Maxwell.” I immediately opened it.

To Whom It May Concern...

I read it quickly.

For fuck's sake, why did Marjorie delete this?

“Bad news?” Sam asked.

“What happened?” Megan added.

“Wait a second. Let me make a call.”

She’d included her phone number, and I immediately called her, standing on my feet. This was sheer dumb luck, and I couldn't believe it. Fuck yes, the odds were in my favor! This time I was going to save her number in three different places. I wasn't risking losing it again.

“She’s not answering,” I explained, ending the call.

“Who?” Luke inquired.

“Bonnie.”

Megan frowned.

Sam raised his eyebrows. “Bonnie from your trip?”

I nodded. “She sent me an email to the company address, saying I should call her back.'"

Sam hesitated before asking, “A woman who you were with a month ago is writing that you should call her?”

“Maybe she’s in town, and this is a booty call.” Luke’s voice was teasing.

“Or she’s pregnant.” Sam’s words hit me like a physical punch.

“Impossible. We were careful. Quit giving me a heart attack. I know that’s not it.”

Sam gave me his doctor smirk. “You don’t want to know how often I've heard 'We were careful' from pregnant patients of mine.”

What the hell, Sam?

“Dude, you’re giving off Declan vibes. Quit scaring the man.”

They continued to bicker, but I wasn’t listening anymore. What if Sam was right? I couldn’t see it happening, though.

In the end, Sam did manage to convince Luke to go up for a drink with us. Usually, I was all for spending time with my brothers, but right now, all I could think about was Bonnie. Why hadn’t she answered the phone? I dialed her number a couple more times from the bar, then again on the way home.

Once I entered my penthouse, I realized she didn't have this number. Maybe she thought it was spam. God knew they were fucking insane lately. I quickly shot her a text message.

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