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“But we can’t train together for . . .”
“Then we won’t. I’ll train in this room. You take the rest of the house.”
“But still— I know your strategies, Nolan. I know your prep. And . . .” I reach up to hold his handsome, stubborn, delighted face between my hands. Bite his lower lip because I cannot help myself. “This is a mess. Why are you so happy?”
His smile doesn’t waver. “You don’t know?”
My heart revs up to a million. Nearly beats out of my chest with everything that I’m feeling for him. I don’t want to leave. I want to be with him. I want to sleep with him in this bed. I want to wake up to him pulling me into himself. I want to eat the overcooked pasta he makes and share his toothpaste and know his moods by heart.
“Nolan,” I whisper against his lips.
“Mallory.”
“Don’t be alarmed,” I say, mostly to myself. “But I think that I might be— ”
The door slams open.
“Oh my God, oh my little baby Jesus, guys, did you see— Oh, sorry.”
Nolan groans in frustration. It takes a minute for us to disentangle and turn to Tanu. Who just barged in without knocking.
“Koch?” Nolan asks. His voice is raspy. His hand reaches out to touch my waist, as though he cannot bear to be apart. I lean into him, because I can.
“He cheated! That birdbrained bitch! We should have known he was using engines!”
I grin. “We really should have.”
“And that TikTok? Dick of dicks, much?”
Nolan blinks. “What TikTok?”
Ten seconds later, Koch (@bigKoch; I despise him) is talkingin front of a wall that boasts an unironic oil portrait of himself. His German accent is thicker than usual.
“I did not cheat. The images were doctored, and my lawyers have already gotten in touch with FIDE. I’ll be going to Venice to hand Sawyer his ass.”
Behind me, Nolan snorts softly.
“Oh, he just posted a new one,” Tanu says. “Let’s see how low he can go.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if Sawyer’s team was behind this. He’s very scared of facing me, because he knows he’ll likely lose. He has been trying to prevent it from happening. For instance, he not only got his girlfriend a spot on the Challengers but also paid for Greenleaf’s fellowship at Zugzwang. This is a clear attempt to manipulate who would be his opponent and to avoid me, the strongest player, in order to keep his World Championship title.”
I scoff, indignant. “Can he just go out there and say things that are factually false? Legally, I mean?”
I glance at Tanu, who’s pre- law, hoping for a “Hell no.” But all I find is a wide- eyed, guilty look that makes every last trace of warmth freeze inside me.
“Heiswrong,” I say, half statement, half question. “It’s not true. Nolan has nothing to do with my fellowship. He didn’t get me into the Challengers. He . . .”
I turn around. Nolan is silent, dark eyes even darker than usual. I shake my head. “No.” I swallow, and it’s glass down my throat. “No.”
“Mal. Nolan, I’msosorry,” Tanu blurts out.
“Will you leave for a minute?” Nolan asks her.
“I had no idea he was going to mention that— I didn’t think he even knew— ”
“Tanu,” Nolan repeats, and in a heartbeat she’s gone, and the door closes, and my brain careens. This is . . . no. Nope. Fuck this.
“Did Defne know?” I ask. “That you were paying? Because she vaguely mentioned multiple donors to me, that— ”
