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“No. I’m thinking about work.”

She bobs her head. “Any progress on the Jensen merger?”

“We’re wearing him down, slowly but surely.” I sigh. “Nothing can go wrong though. Any red flags and he’ll run.”

“I’m sure it’ll work out. You both deserve that win.”

Her phone buzzes.

She glances at it.

I arch an eyebrow. “Is that Brett checking to make sure you haven’t run off with me?”

“No, it’s Venus. She’s reminding me about this weekend.”

“What’s happening this weekend?” I slow down in front of Brett’s place.

“We’re going to Vegas.”

“You? In Vegas?”

“Is that so hard to believe?” Her lips tremble and then form a big smile. “I wouldn’t normally go, but Venus is getting married.”

“Venus? The matchmaker Venus?”

“Yup.”

I imagine the hot Make It Marriage woman with the long legs, the brilliant brown skin and the reddish-brown curls. “And here I was, secretly hoping she’d dump the artist and find me.”

“Sorry, Hansley. It seems you’re not winning any hearts tonight.”

“Oh, where will I find a woman kind enough to heal my broken soul?” I wiggle my eyebrows at her.

“Not over here!” She laughs. “Do you want to join us?”

“In Vegas?”

She nods.

“Is it open invitation?”

“Venus loves a crowd.” Tierra lifts a finger and shrieks. “And not like that.”

I chuckle. “Why not? A weekend in Vegas sounds like fun.”

“Great. I’ll see you later.” She hikes out of the car and heads inside.

After I see her off safely, I drive to my place.

The condo’s dark. Empty.

I don’t bother turning on the lights.

Heading straight to my bedroom, I flop on the mattress and stare at the ceiling.

My phone chirps.

It’s Svena.