“To you.”
“What do you mean?” Blaise asked.
“You single-handedly destroyed Matched by Lowell.”
“How?”
“The video.”
The video. Right.His chin dropped to his chest. “I only remember parts of it.”
“You called out her company. Fired her. Rumor has it clients are leaving in droves and asking for refunds.”
Blaise buried his face in his hands. Hadley had trusted him. She’d told him about her exes, but he’d done the same thing. No, he’d hurt her more, destroying the business she’d built. “I can’t believe I did that. What was I thinking? I wasn’t. That’s the problem. I need to help her.”
“Blaise.”
He lowered his hands to look at Wes, who stared at him with an unreadable expression on his face. “Breathe.”
Blaise did.
“Why do you need to help Hadley?” Wes asked.
“This is my fault. Helping her is the right thing to do.”
“Giving her money is an easy fix.”
“It is, but money can’t repair her business’s reputation.” Blaise knew what could. “I need to go to San Francisco and make this right. I think…I love her.”
Wes’s eyebrows rose. He tilted his head. “What are you going to do?”
“I have no idea.” Blaise brushed his hand through his hair. “I’m afraid to make another mistake. Yesterday, I let the past with my parents and my jealousy of you get in the way. I acted like a madman. Now, I’ve lost the woman I love and ruined her business. I don’t deserve her. I’m sure I’ve blown my chance with her, but I have to help her. She might not want me back, but I can’t leave her with nothing.”
The edges of Wes’s mouth curved slightly. “You don’t have to do this on your own. I’m in. The others will be, too.”
Blaise swallowed. He wasn’t used to accepting help. He never wanted help. Hiring Hadley had been a necessity to win the bet, but now…
He doubted he could pull this off without the others. “Good, because I need help.”
Wes smile spread. “That’s what friends are for.”
Blaise had the best friends in the world. They were his family, and he loved each one of them—Adam, Dash, Kieran, Mason, Wes, Henry, and Brett. They weren’t the calvary though they each could buy one if needed. Blaise smiled. “It might take all of us to figure a way to get me out of this mess.”
“But we will. Because that’s what we do for each other. Especially when one of us is in trouble.” Wes winked. “Of his own making.”
Blaise laughed. He had no idea what would happen next, but he wasn’t in this alone. His friends would do what they could to help him with Hadley. And those same friends would be there for him.
Whether he succeeded or failed.
But Blaise hoped he succeeded because, despite how he’d hurt Hadley, he had a feeling she needed him as much as he needed her.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Shoulders hunched, Hadley entered her office. No sense of pride or accomplishment flowed through her this Monday morning. Only regret. She’d put her dream of buying a house ahead of her company. She’d broken her rules and trusted her heart. She only had one person to blame for what had happened—herself.
Blaise’s harsh words about her company would fade from people’s memories. She just didn’t know how long that would take—a week, a month, six months?
Would more clients leave?
