Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

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"No, you're just way better than me. You can tell I'm just an amateur," I said, trying to play it humble.

"Even amateurs need good coaches. But your style's different from Steve's. Who taught you?" Cole asked, genuinely curious.

I'd learned by watching Jace. He never actually coached me; I just picked it up from observing him. When I got bored, I started playing by myself. My technique ended up looking like his, and once he noticed I could hold my own, he'd ask me to join him for a game now and then.

"Cole, since when did you start digging for dirt like a tabloid reporter?" a familiar voice cut in.

I didn't bother turning around. I knew that voice way too well.

Jace had just walked in.

This night was about to get a lot more interesting.

He walked up and stood beside me, saying nothing, but making everything obvious to Cole.

"Oh, no wonder her style looked familiar," Cole said, his eyes flicking between Jace and me. "So she's He trailed off, like he was putting the pieces together. Then, like a light bulb went off in his head, he smirked. "Wait, isn't she your 'child bride'?"

hadn't heard that

Jace someday and

play? I'll take you on," Jace said, shrugging off his jacket and tossing it to me. He did it so casually, just

so quickly I didn't even have a chance to refuse. But I wasn't about to stand around holding his jacket

draped Jace's jacket on a chair, and motioned for him

talk.

"Why do you want to see Cole's dad? You should

"I don't want to, but I have

still haven't told me-what did you find out?" His expression darkened, and he finally got to the point. "I looked into it. The owner of OceanixCorp is Ron Shane. As for the supposed 'big boss,' there's no such person. But

ago, when

huge sum of money was transferred into

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it was from a friend with the last

is the big boss or

My mind raced. 'Hart?"

I was

thoughts. "You've been acting weird lately. Are you up to

head. "No, I'm not doing