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“Well, thanks for letting me love on this little beauty.” I reach out and squeeze Gracie’s tiny foot.

“Thanks for getting her to sleep for a few minutes. She needed it.”

“That’s what I’m here for.” I step out onto the porch before turning back to Aspen. “Thanks for everything else, too.” I don’t need to elaborate. She knows what I mean.

“Always.” She grins, giving me a small wave seconds before closing the door behind me.










Chapter Nine

Kaia

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“Wait. So the ownerof your company owns this box?” I look around the luxury suite, complete with a buffet-style food set-up—sans food at the moment—and open bar.

“Technically, he doesn’t own it, but yeah, it’s his for the season. Upside of being in marketing. Land the right accounts and they come with some very nice perks.” Remi lifts a shoulder in a half-shrug, following my gaze around the empty room. “If you’re the CEO anyway.”

“Well, at least he lets you guys use it. Not everyone would be so generous.”

“Yeah, I guess. Usually, two or three times a season, he’ll give management a handful of tickets to give out.”

“And how is it that you were one of the lucky ones chosen?”

“Would you believe it’s because I’m incredible at my job?” He grins. “Which, for the record, I am.” He pushes away a chunk of hair that falls across his forehead in the sexiest freaking way. “It also doesn’t hurt that my manager likes me and we have a standing agreement that whenever tickets become available, he asks me if I want them first.”

“Well, that must be nice. For you, anyway. I’m sure your coworkers justlovethat.”

“Nah, they don’t care. Most of them don’t even watch football.”

“In truth, I was kind of surprised to learn that you do,” I say almost apologetically.

“Why? Do I not seem like the football type?”

“No, it’s not that. It’s just that typically, when guys like football, it comes up pretty early on. My ex was a huge 49ers fan, and I swear that’s all he talked about on our first date.” I realize too late what I’ve done. I’ve opened the door for him to ask me about Blake.

Then again, I haven’t said anything too damning. I’m twenty-seven years old. Of course I have ex-boyfriends.

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