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He leans back. “You think the money and the stalker are connected somehow?”
“Could be.” I shrug. “I’m going to have to do more legwork. I’ll start at the trailer where they were living. It’s already been tossed, but there could be a lead there. Maybe he left a–”
“Look at her go!” Zoey cries, and the footsteps rush back down the hall.
Sophia laughs. “She loves that catnip mouse.”
Even with our dark discussion, both Nick and I smile when we hear our women’s voices. That thought strikes me.Our women. My woman. Zoey ismywoman. Some part of me has already accepted it, and I can already feel the rest of me falling in line.
“Yeah, just look at you, Leone. Lovestruck.” He smirks and opens the office door.
When I catch sight of Zoey, my heart does that leap again, and I realize that not only is he right, I’mgladthat he’s right.
Zoey is meant to be mine. I just have to prove it to her.