Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
My brothers give me shit until I pull up a photo of Mira, and they’re impressed—of course.
“How long has this been going on?”
I shake my head, not really sure when things shifted from strictly work-related to something more. “Not too long. Three, four weeks maybe.”
“That’s long for you, dude. She must be good in bed,” Sam says.
“I haven’t slept with her. Yet,” I add hopefully.
“Seriously?” Jacob’s eyes widen. “You like-like this chick. Should we call Mom? Give her the good news that you won’t be single and alone forever?”
“You’re an ass.”
“He’s right,” Sam says, acting like he’s agreeing with me. “Let’s not get Mom’s hopes up.”
Jacob points to my phone. “She’s texting you again. Invite her. Better she get to know this fucker early so she can opt out of the Harris family before it’s too late.”
“Fuck you,” Sam jeers and I look back down at my phone. She sent a screenshot of the Instagram account I had set up for her and it takes me a few seconds to realize what she’s showing me. Bianca Moretti is following her.
Mira: I’m not quite sure how Mr. Super Special Agent wants me to proceed. Obvs Enzo mentioned me. She’s my target demo. There’s a chance she might recognize me.
Well, this is definitely something that should be handled in person.
Me: We’ll figure it out tonight. What are you doing for dinner?
Chapter
Twenty-Eight
MIRA
“Ishould probably just say I love your book and get that out of the way,” I tell Chloe Fisher as we sit down for dinner. Mason didn’t give me enough warning that she was with us when he just said his brothers were in town. “Is that weird?”
“Not at all!” Chloe says with a smile. Mason and I met up with his siblings at Millennium Park and so far, everyone is nice. All three of the Harris brothers look alike, and within minutes of meeting up, Sam was heckling Mason for not going into the medical field. “If people didn’t love my books, I couldn’t do this for a living. So please tell me.” She laughs and I smile back at her. I had no idea what to expect meeting her. Mason told me she was cool and down to earth, but of course he’d say that.
My friends are going to be so jealous that I’m having dinner with her.
“So, you two met through work?” Josie, Mason’s other sister in law asks.
“Kind of,” I say and look at Mason, not sure how much detail he tells his siblings. Everly, Josie’s teenage daughter, is here with us so I’m guessing we have to keep any sort of official business talk to ourselves.
“She moonlights as a PI to bust cheaters,” Mason says proudly.
“Oh my god,” Everly looks up from her phone. “You have that podcast! You’re Mira Martin!”
And now it’s my turn to smile. “I am. Though I think you’re a little young for my target audience.”
Josie laughs. “She’s my little old lady, not that it’s a bad thing.”
“I suppose not,” I say it with a smile. “And I know teenagers these days are so different from how we were when we were teens.”
“Tell me about it,” Josie starts. “These kids have TikTok and can do make-up better than I can. They’re not kids anymore and I remind this one that she should hang onto her innocence as long as she can.”
Everly rolls her eyes. “Yeah, like you did. How old were you when you had me?”
And now Josie rolls her eyes and I see exactly where her daughter gets it from. “Do as I say, not as I do. But hey, I think we did pretty well.”
Jacob puts his arm around Josie‘s shoulders. “You did.”
The way he looks at her melts my heart and I go back to thinking of what Elsie said not that long ago about how true love does exist. You just have to make the choice to love each other every single day.
“So,” I start realizing not even five minutes have passed since we sat down. “Mason says you guys have horses.”
“It was so nice meeting you!” I give Josie and then Chloe a hug goodbye.
“I have a feeling I’ll see you again,” Chloe says, lips curving into a smirk.
“Oh really?” My heart skips a beat and I have to talk it down. Actions speak louder than words, after all, and it doesn’t matter how much I want Mason to want me.
“Yeah.” She looks at Josie who gives her a tiny nod. “We both noticed the way Mason looks at you. And maybe it’s because I write romance novels,” she says with a laugh. “But I want to say he’s a good guy. I’ve known him since I was a kid and I will confidently vet him for you if that makes any difference.”
“I-it…it kinda does,” I stammer, not really sure what to say. “But we’re just working together.”