Page 28 of The Romance Fiasco


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Me: I have the good stuff.

MM: Is this another code?

Me: You tell me, muffin man.

Me: I meant military man.

MM: Are you going to complain that I’m too serious? Regimented?

Me: Not at all. Your speech last night was powerful. The toast was meaningful and humorous.

MM: Thanks. Tried to keep it light. I can be fun too.

Me: Is that so?

I recall Romy’s comments earlier and wonder if Magnus refers to that or is teasing me. If so, I’ll make sure he knows that I’m not all books and boredom.

Me: So, you’re going to ask me to dance?

MM: I, uh, don’t typically dance.

Me: That’s a problem. No dance. No cake. Those are the gooses.

MM: First an eagle. Now geese? Are they releasing geese? I thought weddings involved doves.

Me: I meant those are the rules. RULES

MM: So, if I dance with you, you’ll share some of your secret cake with me? That’s a hard bargain. The thing is, unlike Sean, I don’t like cake.

Me: You’re a monster!

The little dots blink and then disappear. I peer down the table at Magnus. He pounds out a text, his expression stony.

I check my phone, but I don’t get a reply from him, and then double-check that I didn’t send a text with a terrible autocorrect.

Nope. I just called Magnus a monster and not by accident.

Taking another look at him, he gets to his feet and tosses his napkin in his chair. He whispers in Ross’s ear. Ross’s eyes aren’t in focus and I’m guessing he didn’t register what his brother’s best friend even said.

Then, just like that, Magnus stomps out of my life.

Magnus

CHAPTER 8

Nora must’ve seen my hasty departure from the bridal party table and hurries after me as I breeze through the hotel’s lobby.

“Magnus, what’s wrong?” she calls.

She probably recognizes the mission-critical look on my face.

I don’t have time to explain the fine details, but she knows a little bit about the family history because, of course, Sean told her everything. “The woman who was helping with my grandfather’s will was kidnapped.”

Nora’s hand presses against her lips. “That’s horrifying.”

“My brother texted. I have to head back.”

“I hate to ask this of you, but can you still take Boo? I’m afraid I’ve exhausted all my other options.”

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