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    If she weren’t Ellis’s girlfriend, they’d be all over her.


    “You want to meet her?” Ellis asked, raising an eyebrow.


    “Absolutely!” they said in unison.


    Ellis chuckled. “Why don’t you dream about it instead?”


    Huey and Howe fell silent, stunned.


    Was he serious? They just wanted a quick hello with his girlfriend.


    “She’s got her hands full,” Ellis said, cutting their hopes short. “If you’ve got something worth her time, I’ll pass it along.”


    Huey and Howe exchanged a look, their curiosity burning.


    How busy could she be for Ellis to brush them off like that?


    Huey couldn’t resist. “What’s keeping her so busy?”


    Ellis’s smile turned warm, his voice smooth as honey. “Loving me.”


    The two went quiet, caught off guard. Since when did Ellis get so sappy?


    “Don’t bug her for no reason,” Ellis added, knowing Freya’s preferences. “She’s just Freya, my girlfriend. That’s all you need to know.”


    Huey and Howe wisely held their tongues.


    From the way Ellis was talking, it was clear he’d been waiting for them to ask—just so he could show off.


    “Does themander know you’re this much of a showboat about your love life?” they mumbled together, shaking their heads.


    “Who cares if they find out?” Ellis barely spared it a thought. “I’m retired now.” That was all he had to say on the matter.


    The next few days drifted by in a blur of lighthearted adventure. Freya finished sorting out thest of the ring arrangements, then stuck by Ellis’s side as they wandered through every corner of the city, chasingughter and oddball amusements.


    Meanwhile, Ellis found a perfect opportunity to settle an old score—with Laird’s credit card.


    He swiped it relentlessly, stacking up transaction after transaction until Laird’s phone practically vibrated off the table. When Ellis finally had his man return the card, Laird called Ellis, seething with outrage.


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    “Listen up,” Laird snapped, every word biting with rare seriousness. “I’ll tten your recement and crush your team in the World Special Forces Tournament. Second ce is all you get this year!”


    Ellis just smirked. “We’ll see.”


    He ended the call and tucked his phone away.


    When he nced over, Freya was studying him, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.


    He caught her look right away and inquired, “What’s going on in that head of yours?”


    “Are you really not going?” she asked quietly.


    She hesitated, searching his face. “Is your sessor any good?”


    Ellis responded with a soft, unwavering tone, “He is. All of them are strong. Honestly, I wasn’t even supposed to go thest couple of times. Those idiots faked being sick, so themander picked me instead.”


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