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He shrugs. “If you’re happy, I’m happy. Yes, I’ve met her at a few parties. It was many years ago. She was lovely. She’s age-appropriate, beautiful, doesn’t need your money, and seems like a decent person. As far as I know, there’s no drama between her and Tanner.”

“No, there isn’t. They’re very friendly. Fallon was a bridesmaid in his recent wedding.”

He lets out a laugh. “That’s a new one, even for me.”

I nod. “Yep. She’s amazing. She’s changing my life for the better. I’m head over heels for her.”

He seems taken aback. I knew he would be. He’s obviously never seen me like this.

“Why aren’t you with her tonight?” he skeptically asks.

“Well, we’re keeping things private for now with Pierce’s issues and her daughter going through some changes with a new stepmom. She has her daughter tonight.” And I didn’t tell her it was my birthday. Today was a big day for her.

Just then, my phone buzzes and I look at it, smiling when I read the text from Fallon.

“Oh my god,” he whines. “I can tell it’s her. You look like a lovesick puppy.”

I can’t contain my widening grin. “Guilty as charged. She had a change of plans with her daughter. She wants to come by later. Not to be an asshole, but let’s wrap this up. I need to see my girl.”

He shakes his head in disbelief. “Wonders never cease.”

Fallon should be here soon. She instructed me to undress and get into bed before she arrived. I’m hoping it means she’s planning to model one of her new lingerie outfits for me. I love seeing them on her. They drive me wild.

I’m reading in bed in my black boxer briefs when I hear my front door open and close. I then hear her moving around my kitchen for a few minutes. What is she doing in there?

The sounds of her ascending my stairs get my heart rate pumping wildly. I get so damn excited to see her.

She pokes only her head in my bedroom door opening. I immediately place my book on my nightstand and remove my reading glasses. “Hey, angel face. I didn’t think I’d see you tonight. This is a nice treat.”

She purses her lips. “Someone didn’t tell me it’s his birthday.”

I give her a small smile as I shrug. “It was your first day of work. It was your day. And I thought you were busy tonight with Harper. I didn’t want to make you feel bad.”

Her face softens. “It’s your birthday, Jett. You should be celebrated.”

I wave my hand dismissively. “I’m too old to celebrate birthdays. Plus, Leo bought me a good bottle of wine and a nice piece of steak. Now I get you for dessert? That’s all I need.”

“How old are you?” she asks cheekily.

I smirk. “Old enough to remember when Pizza Hut had a salad bar.”

She giggles. “I forgot about that. Seriously, how old are you?”

We both know she could google it if she really wanted to know, but she loves this game as much as I do.

“So old I have to look up a menu online before I go to a restaurant because I know I won’t be able to read it when I’m there.”

She runs her lower lip through her teeth. “But you look so sexy in your reading glasses.”

I twist my lips. “It’s not only the menu font size. It’s the dark lighting in restaurants. Pierce throws a fit when I turn on my phone flashlight. And I didn’t even have a phone flashlight until you came into my life.”

She giggles again.

“Why are you hiding out there?” I open my arms. “Come to me.”

“I decided to bake for your birthday,” she mischievously smiles.

“God help us all.” She’s a terrible cook.