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I slap my hand down on the table and hold it in the middle, then hand her the pen. “So do it.”

Her eyes look watery and I almost feel sorry for her. Then I remember what she did to my heart, along with how cold and heartless she was when I left.

This woman has too many personalities to keep up with. She tried it out with this other douchebag, and now that that isn’t working out for her, she tries to climb her way back in? Why won’t she get it?

With shaky hands, I watch as she takes hold of the pen, then hovers it over where my signature already lays.

“I should read this…”

“You’ve had eight months or longer to read through it. Nothing has changed from the last correspondence.”

She nods, then to my relief, she signs. I hold my breath, afraid it’ll all be undone if I move a muscle.

I can’t even believe it.

“Here, too,” I say, pointing to another section. “There’s also another place on the back.”

I watch as she signs there, too. My relief rolls off me as I try not to let the surge of happiness in my chest overwhelm me. She fucking signed.

“I want to keep the Bassett name,” she whispers, her eyes meeting mine. “If that’s okay?”

I shake my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I can’t legally stop her, but I don’t tell her that.

I check all the places have been signed correctly. Noting they have, I take the pen from her and the papers. “I’ll have my lawyer send your lawyer a copy.”

Her eyes narrow. “How is your lawyer, by the way?”

My heart leaps in my chest, but I keep my face calm. She’s signed now. There’s nothing she can do. “She’s fine, thank you for asking. Goodbye, Keira. I hope you don’t fuck anybody else’s life up, but in hindsight I should thank you. I’m finally free. For the first time in my life, I feel real happiness, and I owe that to you. I’ve got a life to live, and you’re not going to be in it.”

“Gray, you can’t mean that…”

“Don’t ever contact me again. And if you know what’s best for you, I’d go back to your maiden name. We don’t want people thinking we’re related. If you even think you can take this back.” I wave the papers at her. “So help me god I will ruin you.”

I push off the table and leave. I don’t look back.

There is nothing back there for me except bitter memories and a woman who can’t make her mind up whether she’s one thing or the other. I can’t keep up with her.

To think she came all the way here to proposition me?

I leave Moose’s, stepping outside into the cool air as I feel a rush of relief wash over me.

I’m finally free.

34

Hartley

Gray crawls into bed beside me. I must have dozed off. I feel his arms curl around me as he spoons me.

“How did it go?” I mumble. It’s late, but I wanted to stay up and wait for him. I didn’t want to seem desperate by texting him.

“As good as could be expected.”

“Uh oh.”

“Unfortunately, your prediction was correct. She’s completely crazy.”

“I’m sorry, Gray.”

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