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She sucks in a breath as my lips leave her skin.
“You’re only truly rich if you have something that no amount of money could ever buy, Smiles… And I don’t have to tell you what my something is.”
Then I turn and walk out.
Chapter 32
Maddy
Ilethiscallgo to voicemail again. I’ve avoided him for two days. It’s cowardly, I know. I’ve been staying with Chloe. Her housemate is on holiday with her boyfriend, so I’ve been using her room to lie low. Logan will only turn up at my apartment trying to talk otherwise. I can’t let him. I can’t let him talk me into something that will ruin him. He isn’t looking at the bigger picture. I need to do that. He at least deserves that much from me after everything I’ve done.
My shoulders drop as I read through my article about Logan. Eve wanted scandal. She knew the way I felt about Logan. Maybe she even had an inkling about his father’s business difficulties when she asked me to write it. Perhaps she expected me to write it like this. I’ll never know.
A new email lands in my inbox and I close the document and open it.
“More book fairy love?” Chloe says as she appears behind me, leaning over my shoulder and reading the words on the screen.
“Yeah.” I lean my chin in my hand as I read the email from a reader.
I usually gift people something from their wish list. But this girl commented on one of the videos I made. I’m not sure what it was about her comment, but she sounded like she needed something that would help lift her. Something that would give her hope that love can come again, even after tragedy. It’s why I sent her one of my favorite romance stories where the heroine is a widow.
“Wow. You really changed things for her,” Chloe says. “She says you’ve given her hope.”
I read the email again. She says she was crying as she typed it.
“I didn’t.” I smile softly. “The story did.”
Despite my heart feeling like a heavy weight since I last saw Logan, it lifts a little. The magic of words has brought something much needed to another person yet again.
Chloe shoves me on the shoulder. “Give yourself more credit.”
“No.” But I still smile at her as I say it because regardless of if I didn’t do much, someone is still feeling better because of it. And that’s worth smiling about.
“Fine.” Chloe rolls her eyes dramatically. “Did you send it to Eve yet?”
“Just did.” My smile falters.
Chloe’s eyes widen. “How do you feel?”
“Like it’s over now.”
Chloe bends and wraps her arms around me in a hug. “In that case, lunch is on me. And I think we can even say that wine is acceptable today.”
“I don’t know,” I groan.
Her face softens. She knows everything that’s happened. It’s all she’s heard me speak about. She knows how fucked up my life is and how my sanity is holding on by a thread.
“Come on. You need it. Youdeserveit.”
I let her pull me from my chair and link arms with me.
We go to one of our favorite bars across the road from the office and order paninis and a glass of Moscato each.
“You ever think there’s something wrong with us?” Chloe muses after our wine arrives, lifting the glass to her lips to take a sip.
“All the time.”
She laughs.
