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“She’s divorced.”
I’ve been thinking about Kal’s daughter a lot. She supposed to be coming for a visit and I’m nervous as fuck because I know Kal wants to live close to where she is. I don’t know what that means, but if I have to move Wilde Law to New York, I’ll do it.
The very thought sends a river of unease up my spine. I’m the head of our family. I run Wilde Law, but I own forty percent of Wilde World’s stock. I am still the face of the family’s philanthropic efforts. Moving would be… I push the thought away. Cross that bridge when I get to it. Right now, I’ve got a huge fish to fry.
“So, my mother’s been in DC all week meeting with our lobbyists and having meetings with some suppliers. She’s back tomorrow and I’ve invited her to dinner. I want you to come. I want Gigi to come. I want everyone in that room when I tell them I found him.”
“I had no idea you were so fucking dramatic, Remi. You know that’s going to be a spectacle of epic proportions.”
“I don’t care about optics. It’s the most efficient way to find out what happened.”
“So, you’re going to have him walk in and see who starts confessing or tries to run for the hills?”
“Of course not. We’ve got a lot of he said, she said going on right now. Lots of hiding and lies. Lots of untruths. I want to know who tried to hurt him. And I want to see their faces when they realize it’s not a secret anymore.”
“Holyyy shit.” He whistles long and low.
“To say the least. I’ll send you the details.”
“Can I meet him? Ahead of time, I mean?”
“You want to? I didn’t think you would.” I’m surprised. He was very close to the man who raised him.
“Yeah, of course. I mean, biologically, at least he’s my father. I can’t think of him like that, but I want to meet him. And since I’m clearly not a suspect in his disappearance…”
“Yeah, man. Of course. I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner. It’s been a busy week.”
“Oh, I understand. You’ve had all that fucking to do.”
I laugh. “When you meet her, you’ll understand.”
“No doubt.”
I stand to leave and Hayes calls my name. “Wait. So… how do you feel about the fact that we’re brothers?”
“Elated. I love Tyson, but if I could have picked a man to be my brother, it would have been you,” I answer honestly.
“Me too. The coolest motherfucker, I know. I’m just sorry it went down the way it did.” He pats my shoulder.
“Me, too. But I’m fucking glad it went down.”
36
THREE CONVERSATIONS AND A FUCK UP
KAL
“I swear, you’re the best cook in this entire city.” Remi rubs his hands together gleefully as Sweet drops off two plates of steaming garden omelets.
She puts a hand on her ample hip and glares down at him, her pretty face pinched in annoyance. “That sweet talk may work on your gal here, but it doesn’t work on me, Remington.”
“You wound me. I’m being sincere. I’ve been in here every day since I got back. That’s got to count for something.” He gives her a charming flash of his smile and she rolls her eyes.
“You’re nothing but a flirt. Thank goodness you got your girl back. Be good to see you settle down.”
His girl, that sends flutters through me.
“I’m trying to convince her to stay.” He grabs my hand and squeezes it. I squeeze it back.
