Page 36 of His Claim


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I rolled my eyes. “You need to stop reading so many billionaire romances, Jada. They’re going to your head.”

“Yeah, yeah,” she sighed. “Going anywhere else? Somewhere warm and sunny?”

“Undecided,” Murphy chuckled.

“Well, let me know. Wait,” Jada called. “Why didn’t you answer your phone when I called this morning?”

“Oh, uh, I forgot it at home. That’s why I called you on Murphy’s,” I quickly explained. Technically, it’s not a lie. I had forgotten it, but it wasn’t because Murphy had swept me off my feet.

“This is Hottie’s phone number?” Her voice softened. “You can bet your ass I am saving this. I’m going to need you to send me a picture of the hunk so I can attach it to his number. There we go.” Her voice got louder. “You’re all saved. Send me a picture when we get off the phone.”

“Can we get back to my job?” I called.

“You’re good, honey, as long as Murphy sends someone to cover your shifts.” The familiar ding of the front door of the shop opening sounded. “Oh, hell. I gotta go. I should be good today, but get whoever you’re sending over her tomorrow,” Jada called. “And you can bet your ass I will be calling this number back tonight when the store closes. I need some more details, Tatum.”

“Fine,” I grumbled. I hadn’t expected Jada just to take what Murphy told her at face value.

“And make sure I’m just talking to you, Tatum. The hunk can be doing bodyguard things. Later.” She ended the call, and Murphy shoved his phone in his pocket.

“Are you insane?” I demanded. “You just called my boss and acted like you swept me off my feet, and we’re on some amazing trip.”

Murphy shrugged. “Doesn’t really matter as long as Jada has a job for you when you get back.”

I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, but it does matter that I am going to have to tell her a butt load of lies.”

“Isn’t it boatload?” Murphy asked.

I threw my hands in the air and stomped back to the bedroom. “I don’t know. Does it really matter? We’re gonna have a ton of lies to tell people; how about that?” I grabbed the clothes I had picked out for the day. “Everything that is going to come out of my mouth about you is going to be a lie.”

“But you’ll still have your job.”

I spun on my heel and glared at Murphy, who had followed me.

“One problem down. Now we can work on the next one.” He nodded to the clothes in my hands. “Let’s go shopping, baby girl.”

“You’re insane, Murphy Banks. You can’t just fix my problem like they are nothing.” I hissed.

“You have those problems because of me, Tatum.” He stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. “So, that means they are my job to fix. I’ll call Candace at the office and have her send someone over to Happily Ever After to fill in for you.”

“It’s not your fault Brandt is a psycho,” I pointed out.

“I know. Now, get dressed while I call Candace. We’ll head to Eagle River to get some clothes.”

I frowned and looked up at Murphy. “I don’t like this. I can take care of myself.”

“I know you can, baby girl, but you don’t have to. Not when I’m around.” He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my cheek. “Be ready in half an hour, okay?”

I nodded gently. “Okay,” I whispered.

Murphy being back in my life was nice, but it felt like he was here because he had no other choice. He was here because Brandt was a psycho, and he had to protect me. I wanted Murphy back in my life because he wanted to be, not because he had to.

Chapter Fifteen

Tatum

“Get it.”

“You’ve said that about everything I’ve picked up or even touched, Murphy. We’re going to need a wagon to get everything to the car if I got everything you told me to,” I laughed.

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