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fix things with Sophie?”

Corban shrugged. “Basically, yeah.”

“Which means you two think I have a shot at it.”

“You might,” Shepherd said.

“It’s not a small mountain to climb,” Corban said. “But if you love her, you’re already halfway there.”

“And they have it on good authority that she loves you,” Oliver said. “It would be a shame to walk away from the love of a woman like Sophie, don’t you think?”

“That it would,” I said absently.

She loves you.

Suddenly, the wheels started turning. I was Camden fucking Cox. A go-getter and a hustler. A man who pursued what he wanted relentlessly and never gave up until he got it. That was what had gotten me to where I was today.

That guy didn’t give up. Especially when the stakes were high.

And they’d never been higher.

She loves you.

Did she?

“Holy shit. She does. Fuck, I’m such an idiot.”

“No one’s going to argue that point,” Oliver said.

Ignoring him, I stood so fast, my chair almost fell over. “I have to go save my marriage.”

I was out the door and ready to make the necessary calls in an instant. I already had the beginnings of a plan. It might not be enough. I believed them when they said Sophie loved me, and me loving her back was not the problem. I loved her so much, I wondered if it would kill me.

The question was, did she love me enough to forgive me?

It wouldn’t be enough to tell her how I felt, although I was still kicking myself for not saying it sooner. I was a fucking idiot, but maybe it wasn’t too late to come back from this.

I just had to show her what she meant to me. Show her how much I loved her. How she’d stumbled her way into my heart and I never wanted to let her go.

And then maybe we could toss those goddamn divorce papers in a fire. Because Sophie was mine.

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Sophie

In some ways, it was good to be back at work. Mr. Calloway had been more than generous, giving me last week off. That was certainly a perk to being best friends with your boss’s wife. I didn’t want to think about what a mess I would have been if I’d had to be in the office.

Then again, I might not have adopted two breakup pets. But even though Mr. Fuzzykins, aka Camden the hamster, had bit me… and even though my cat Maddie was afraid of everything and mostly hid under the bed, I’d already grown so attached to those two fuzzballs. They weren’t as good as having Cox in my life—not even close—but when I did move back to my apartment, I would be glad I’d have them to keep me company.

In the meantime, I had to figure out how to get the cat to stop scratching Nora’s furniture.

Steve gave me a sympathetic smile from across the aisle. He’d given me the update on the Millie and Clovis situation—they still hissed at each other, but he was convinced they’d learn to love each other as much as he loved Clovis’s mommy. It was so adorable.

But I’d also had to rush to the bathroom so I didn’t burst into tears in front of him. He was in love and I was happy for him. And I couldn’t help but be sad for me.

When I’d come back from my mini-breakdown, he hadn’t said a word. Steve was nice like that. But obviously he knew something was wrong.

Nina came to my desk with a large box and set it in front of me. “This just arrived for you.”

“Thanks.”

She went back to the front and I eyed the box, wondering what it was. There was no shipping label, which meant it had been hand-delivered. Which could mean…

But what would he have sent me in a box like this?

I didn’t want him to send me presents. I didn’t know what I wanted from him. Well, I did, but it was clear I wasn’t going to get it.

I wanted him to want me.

Nora had talked to Oliver, so I knew Cox had fired Althea. That was good news. But it didn’t mean we weren’t still getting divorced. Not that I’d done anything with the papers. I hadn’t been able to bring myself to sign them yet.

With a sigh, I popped the tape and opened the box.

Inside was packing material and a smaller box. A note on the top read fragile, open with care.

It probably was a present. I didn’t know why I was so disappointed, but I