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Callum’s gaze lingered on me before he finally stepped back. “Have a good evening, Faye.”

We made it back to the table, but Jase immediately noticed the tension surrounding Dylan and me.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah.” I reached for my water. “Everything’s fine.”

He didn’t look convinced, so Dylan told him what happened.

“That guy from St. John cornered her.”

Jase balked. “What?”

“He accused her of not being honest with him,” Dylan continued. “And I didn’t like how close he was standing to her.”

Fallon leaned forward in his chair. “Which guy are we talking about?”

“Callum,” I replied, since there was no point in hiding it any longer.

My brother’s expression darkened. “I don’t like that guy at all.”

“Join the club,” Dylan said, his jaw tight.

Jase reached for my hand under the table and gave it a quick squeeze. “You really okay?”

I nodded. “Like I said earlier, he’s just pushy because he thinks I should be dating him.”

“Good thing you’re taken.” Jase winked.

Dinner was served shortly after, though calling it dinner didn’t seem quite right.

I managed two bites before someone stopped by the table. Then another. It became an endless line of people handing out compliments, asking questions, and casually networking.

By the time the plates were cleared, I realized I was still hungry.

“Did you even eat?” Jase asked.

I shook my head. “Not really.”

“I can ask them to bring you another plate,” Dylan suggested.

“Actually, I’d love some fresh air.”

“Let’s go then,” Jase replied.

The three of us stood and made our way out the doors to a patio. The night was chilly, so only a few people were outside, and we found a private corner where no one could see us.

I leaned against the stone railing and let out a long breath.

Dylan stood next to me. “Is every event like this, where you barely have a chance to eat, let alone breathe?”

I let out a dry laugh. “Welcome to my life. I hope it hasn’t scared you off.”

Jase tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “Nothing could scare us off, Princess.”

I smiled. “Really? How can you be so sure?”

His expression softened. “Because I love you.”