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I was still surprised–Ryan was really testing how much Edward could take.

Edward had no clue about any of this yet. If he saw Ryan flaunting our hand–holding pic on Instagram, everything we’d agreed on would go up in smoke.

I pressed my hand to my aching forehead. Things had been out of control for a while now, like a car with no brakes.

“Ryan!” I called out, running over to the couch where he was sitting.

Ryan was editing a photo on his phone. He looked up at me and asked gently, “What’s wrong?”

“Uncle Ryan seems to know about my situation. He promised he’d help me deal with Nathan and the Chancellor family. But if you post that picture on Instagram now, he probably won’t help me anymore. He said he could fix everything with just one phone call. What about you?” I wasn’t letting love cloud my judgment–real–life benefits still mattered to me.

Ryan gave my arm a gentle pat and said reassuringly, “Relax. I’ll have Uncle Ryan make that call. For him, it’s just a word and everything’s settled.”

“You… you’re really going to ask your uncle for this favor?” My mind just blanked out, and I could feel my face twisting in

disbelief.

Ryan nodded. “What, you think I can’t pull this off?”

“No, it’s just… what if your uncle thinks I’m a bad woman?” I asked nervously.

“How are you bad? If you were really bad, we’d be doing a lot more than just holding hands,” Ryan said, actually pretty good at comforting people.

I couldn’t even explain myself to him anymore. I turned and headed back to the kitchen, my mind a mess.

Ryan’s known about all of this from

on Instagram. He strolled over to the kitchen, leaned against the counter with a puppy–dog look, and asked, “Did you

didn’t forget. I’ll buy it for you

asked. “You’re giving me a

to get me anything. It’s

I’ll pick something myself,” Ryan replied

ringing?” I asked/catching the sound with my sharp

shook his head. “No,

my back—I had a bad feeling about this, I

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know how,” Ryan said, sounding

so the dumplings don’t stick,”

the caller ID, it popped up as “Fox“-the

his contact as that when I was pissed at

breath, and tried to sound

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picture of you two holding hands on Instagram?”

knows everything. He even guessed that you’d force me into a

marriage.”

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thinker–he probably did figure it out. Looks like he really likes you. Because of you, he’s even trying to outsmart me

what about our agreement…”