“I’d love to read the rest of your book,” I said. “if you still want feedback. And”—I gave a nervous chuckle—“if Rob ever retires or croaks or something and you find yourself in need of an agent, think of me.” Across the room, Sloane’s eyes went wide, like she didn’t think I’d ever have the guts to say that to Kari Cross, queen of romance. Kari gave a sharp laugh. “Call me in a few years when you’ve gotten your feet wet and we’ll see if Rob is still screwing me over.” My stomach clenched with her words. The words I was afraid every potential client was going to say. I had relationships with
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