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“Oh, I don’t know. Stuck at a hotel in Denver?” I pull back, cupping his cheeks. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

“We were able to get out early this morning. Came straight here.”

“I think you might be my good luck charm.” I kiss him. I don’t care that the room is packed full with people. The only person that matters is Jasper.

That and the fact that this whole ordeal is going to be behind me. No question if he’ll get off now. Eric is getting what he deserves, having taken advantage of not only me, but others as well.

The scumbag.

“Want to get out of here?” Jasper whispers against my lips, dropping his forehead to mine.

“More than anything.”

I pull Claire in for a hug before she leaves. “Thank you for being here.”

“Anything for you. Well, and to see that asshole go down.”

“That image of him saying he was being framed will live rent free in my head for a long time.”

“Same. Now, go enjoy your man.”

I peer back at Jasper. “I will.”

Jasper links hands with me as we all leave the courtroom.

“I’ll be in touch as to next steps,” Rebecca says. “There is going to be a lot of paperwork to sort through, but you’re free of him.”

I sink into Jasper’s side, leaning on him to hold me up. “I still can’t believe it.”

“Believe it. You’re free to do whatever you want. Record, tour, do nothing. All up to you.”

“I mean, I know the money won’t be coming soon, but wow. The idiot still has it.”

“What a dumb fuck,” Jasper mutters so only I can hear.

“I’ll keep you posted.” Rebecca pulls her phone out as she’s waving goodbye. “Talk soon.”

Jasper and I follow suit, walking out hand-in-hand into the still-gray morning. Flashbulbs are popping but we ignore them all as we head down to the waiting car.

“Genevieve. How do you feel now that you’ve won against your former manager?”

“What are you going to do next?”

“Any new music in the works?”

“Care to comment on your relationship?”

I ignorethem all as Jasper swings open the door for me and I crawl in the backseat. More questions are shouted as he gets in and closes the door behind us.

I slide as close as possible to him, pulling him in for a long, drugging kiss.

Thank God for tinted windows.

“I still can’t believe you made it.”

“It was iffy there, but I’ve never been happier to see Nashville in my life.”

“Thank you for being here for me, Jasper. I don’t know if I would have made it without you these last few months.”