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others, and now he’s been arrested and everyone’s talking about them. If I’ve got an actual post about it, imagine the clicks and views I’ll draw.”
    “ She did?” Chloe nodded toward the exit Liz and Jordan vanished through moments earlier.
    “Yes.”
    “So, one of the Thompson children, their family princess even, agreed to marry some dude. She’s worth millions. Billions? Do zeroes matter when you get up that high? He says be mine , and she says okay , without ever running a background check on the fucker? It never occurs to her he’s already taken? Her family—her lawyer—let her get away with that?”
    “Exactly.” Stew smiled, looking relieved she understood.
    “And exiled her to L.A. as some kind of cursed punishment?” Chloe patted him on the arm and let condescension spill into her words. “I was wrong. You don’t need my help, making up ludicrous bullet points for your little list. You’ve already got ridiculous and implausible covered. At this rate, why do you even need to talk to her?”
    “But—”
    “Leave her alone.” Chloe wanted this to be over.
    “You can’t stop me.”
    “I can write you into my next game as a love interest.” She hated using that as a threat. Despised that someone thought it was a bad thing—not the being written into the game, but the way she’d do it.
    “No one will recognize it as me.”
    She loved her everyone deserves love stories and that she got to put them in popular media, and Stew had reamed her more than once in his pieces for being too queer in her games’ storylines . “You’ll know. I’ll make him swoon over the hero. Fall at the big guy’s feet. Beg to be loved.”
    “You can’t stop me from emailing her.” His bravado was gone, and his attention darted between Chloe and the exit.
    She raised her brows. “Are you sure about that?” She couldn’t do it, but she’d bet he didn’t know.
    “You suck.” He turned and left, increasing his pace to almost a sprint before he reached the next row of booths.
    When Chloe was certain he was out of sight, she sank into a nearby seat. Witty banter was fine, but she didn’t like twisting the conversation that way. It always felt deceptive instead of fun. At least Liz wasn’t subjected to it, though.
    Why did Chloe’s talk with Stew hit her so hard? That kind of interaction with the media was a huge part of her job, as Head of the Community Department. It wasn’t the conversation that bothered her—the realization snuck up from nowhere. It was that she stayed behind, while Jordan left with Liz. True, it was what they agreed on, and those were almost always the roles they took, but this time was different.
    Next time, he was doing the witty banter, and she was doing the whisking away of the fair maiden. Saving the day. Being the knight in shining armor. Or maybe she wanted to be the one whisked away. Jordan hadn’t rescued her like that since… his fake marriage proposal that never became more, in front of the audience at E3, years ago.
    Her phone chirped with a new message.
    Jordan’s text said . You okay?
    She hesitated with her reply. Almost typed, No. Come save me? She couldn’t bring herself to do it. I’m good. Where are you?
    She followed his directions, and less than a minute later found him in the convention center lobby. The moment he saw her, his smile grew. He closed the distance between them. Before she could say anything, he cradled her cheeks with his palms and kissed her hard. The sudden intensity stole her breath and thoughts. When he nudged her back against the wall and dove his tongue into her mouth, she whimpered. This was… The thought vanished in favor of her focus on his hunger. She dug her fingers into his chest as she pressed her body into his.
    When he broke away, he didn’t let go. “You okay?” His voice was deep and low, his gaze never shifting from her face.
    “Better now.” The kiss left her breathless. The way it used to be. The kind of kiss she