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I give her a grin to hide the frustration. If there’s one thing I know a thing or two about, it’s lying. “I know how that is. My dad called me yesterday to tell me about the mechanic trying to screw him over with his transmission. I guess parents just don’t understand that we aren’t just relaxing all day.”

Shonda chuckles and grabs her coffee cup. Which is still empty.

“Not getting coffee?” I ask.

She looks down at the cup, surprise written all over her face. “Nope. Changed my mind. Talk to you later, Emery.”

She had to be talking about me and Madison. That’s the only explanation, and it takes everything in me to keep from exploding. No one is going to break the two of us up.

But I can’t do anything yet. If someone is trying to poach my people, especially Madison, then I can’t let them know until I have a plan. For that, I need to talk to Dante and Noah.

After it’s in place, I will smile as I destroy Shonda’s future at any company. No one fucks with the woman I love.

I reach into my pocket and realize that my phone’s still covered in mud. “Goddamn it,” I mutter. I consider calling her from my office phone, but then I think better of it. Madison is under enough stress as it is. There’s no reason to worry her when I can just take care of the problem.

Chapter 47

Madison

Why the hell isn’t Em texting me back? I hope he’s alright. He’s texted me back immediately every other day, and I can’t think of anything he has going on today that would keep him from responding. It worries me, but there’s nothing I can do about it.

Well, my stuff is at his house, and that’s where I’m going tomorrow when I fly into New York. Just like I’ve done for the last few hours, I try to relax. There’s probably a very reasonable explanation for why he’s not responding. Maybe it’s like the whole Maya Hall thing, and he just wants to surprise me with something.

Though, I think I’ll have to do a little yelling at him if ignoring my texts is his way of being cute.

I sit down on the hotel bed and kick off my heels and undo my bra. A day of driving on the interstate has me itching to get out of my clothes. I hate being cramped up like that. No way to stretch out or even to think too loudly.

And Em not responding just made it worse.

I never used to get this antsy and worried about anything. Even the Bronze Goddess campaign didn’t stress me out as much as being away from Em. I trust him, but this isn’t something I’m good at. I’m possessive. Fine, I’ve said it.

He’s possessive, too. He’s already told me that.

If he’d just texted me like he said he would, I wouldn’t be this stressed. I just don’t know what I’m stressed about. Tessa being gone didn’t worry me, even though she puts herself in some slightly risky situations. I trusted her to take care of herself.

But I feel so powerless right now. Em could be hurt, lying bleeding in a ditch somewhere. He always drives so fast, and it’s not like he has me as his emergency contact anywhere. Anything could have happened. Didn’t he say that he rode a jet pack the night I left on this road trip?

I’m tempted to call his partners since they’re the only people who would know why he’s not texting me back, but I don’t know if they know about us yet. Plus, I don’t have their numbers.

Before I have time to think about it for too long, my phone buzzes, and I rush to pick it up.

Em Brooks:I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to text all day. My phone fell into some mud and died, and then I had a meeting with Noah. I just got the new one.

Then there’s a picture of his phone covered in mud. I sigh as relief washes through me. At least he’s safe, and it was all just an accident. He didn’t mean to worry me. Though he could have emailed me and let me know what happened.

Madison Carter:I’m just glad you’re safe. I was worried you were in a ditch somewhere.

Em Brooks:I’m an excellent driver. And there aren’t ditches in the middle of Manhattan where I’ve been all day.

A smile breaks through my frown, and I feel a little lighter. It’s still Em.

Madison Carter:Well, I miss you seriously. I can’t wait to curl up with you tomorrow night.

Em Brooks:I can’t wait to do a lot of things before the curling up. You’ve spoiled me with all the attention, and now I don’t know what to do without you.

He’s not lying about that. I’m just as spoiled by how much physical attention I’ve been getting. And it’s not the kind of attention I’ve ever had before. I think that’s part of why I’ve been so damned antsy today.

Two whole days without Em’s hands on me have me going a little crazy.

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