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how difficult it would’ve been to see Hunter in such a situation. Still, she would’ve liked to have been there for him. She’d never been able to talk to him about it, but it wasn’t entirely unusual for them to go long stretches without contact.
    Slade was a friend, though, and she remembered reading the article in her dad’s magazine, then devouring everything she could get her hands on at the airport. Everett wasn’t represented by Limitless, but when it came to a loss in the surfing world, the whole industry felt the void they left behind. She thought about the magazines she’d read. Hunter’s name wasn’t mentioned in any of them. Most of them served as memorial pieces that talked about Slade’s rise to surfing fame. There was mention of his family, and especially his younger sister, Skylar Everett, who was young but quickly making a name for herself in snowboarding. Not many went into detail about the actual incident that took Slade’s life. Just that a surfer of his magnitude should’ve known better than to surf based on the storm reports that were rolling in that day. It made her sad that she hadn’t realized what Hunter was going through. The price they paid for keeping the personal discussions to a minimum. It helped prevent them from getting to deeply involved. Or at least it was supposed to. Times like this, though, the lack of communication outside of the bed bit them both in the ass.
    “The articles didn’t mention Hunter being there.”
    “My doing. It’s my job to protect my clients. It wasn’t the type of publicity he needed at that point of his career.” Her dad turned her to face him.
    “Maybe that’s what’s killing him. That’s a huge weight you’ve burdened him with.” Her father had never been driven by money, so she wasn’t sure what possessed her father to make such a request. The damage done to Hunter internally would be far worse than anything he would’ve suffered professionally. How did someone keep such a life-altering event to themselves? It would bring lesser men to their knees. Anger rooted itself inside her gut.
    “How could you do this to him?”
    Her dad jerked as though he’d been slapped. “What?”
    “You really expected him to just roll over, play along with your absurd plan, and have it not cost him in the end? Dad, you know better than that.”
    “He won’t talk to a psychiatrist.”
    “Can you blame him? Who wants to be psychoanalyzed? You sure as hell didn’t enjoy it.” In fact, every time the great Colton Nash came home after a session with the psychiatrist, he was broken, raw, and far worse than he’d been when he’d left the house. She imagined Hunter wouldn’t be much different.
    “You were the only one who knew how to put me back together.”
    “I’m your daughter. If I couldn’t do it, then we were both doomed but pulling you out of your funk was a lot for a little girl to handle. Remember that being there and enduring every step of your recovery came at a price for me, too.”
    She really didn’t want to do what her father was asking. The pain and heartache she watched her father go through was too much. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to watch Hunter push through his pain and grief.
    “Phoenix...” His eyes softened with remembrance and he held onto her hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. “You can help him just like you helped me. You don’t deal in bullshit. It’s not in your nature. You and the waves were what brought me back. I think you can work that same magic here. Please? ”
    She groaned. Hunter, one of surfing’s elite, posed a danger to her heart, body, and soul. “I don’t think I can do it. I’ve got meetings scheduled for the next two weeks. Photo shoots have to be orchestrated and layouts need to be finalized.”
    “I’ve made arrangements.”
    Without discussing it with her first? It meant this was priority number one for her father because it was important to him and to the company. Fuck