Chapter 12

“Don’t listen to her, I’m perfectly reasonable.”

Nix widened his eyes and nodded. “I believe you.”

Isabella snorted.

This was great! Nix ate his pie and enjoyed the company. He didn’t have to shout, didn’t have to pretend, and after having said goodbye to the women, he didn’t mind walking home alone.

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Jules scrambled to get to the phone when the screen lit up. It was past midnight and he had been slumbering for about an hour, but he’d placed the phone so he would notice a message, should he be awake.

SexyDoornail69 likes your review.

Jules frowned, he’d only liked his review—no comment? No message? Of course not. He was at a nightclub somewhere. People didn’t browse for books at the bar. He would have, but someone would have had to pay him to go to a nightclub in the first place, and Nix didn’t strike him as a fellow geek.

He grabbed his glasses from the bedside table and put them on to make sure he didn’t miss any notification. No, a like.