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So as soon as I got to the office, I spent thirty minutes with Rae, digging out the e-vite from my endless inbox, then ten more minutes picking out a gift, then I finally got to work.
Harrison was agreeable to selling the building next to the arena—the deed won’t include the foundation, of course—and his company is now in charge of relocating all the businesses and offices that are currently renting space. It’s going to take at least six months for all the rentals to move, but there’s more than a few who Harrison trusts he can find other places for sooner.
The walk-up space is one of those, but also the first three floors where I’m hoping the Knights and the Demons can move operations during the off season.
Then I had a meeting with Richard Cockerton about opening a small, boutique location of Certon Hotels inside said building, and we quickly hashed out a deal that would work for both of us.
Baron should be sending over the contracts early next week, and once they’re signed, I’m going to have to start thinking about how I want to go about running a restaurant. What kind of restaurant? Maybe a sports bar. Or is that too on the nose?
The actual renovation plans will have to wait for me to contact my interior design guy and my renovations gal.
The possibilities are endless, but the project is as exciting as my meeting with Sarah was. It was my last commitment of the day, and boy did I have fun talking shop with her and making a plan for the off season.
But that can all wait for Monday.
What can’t wait is my need to kiss Sunny, or to at least know I’m going to be able to kiss him again soon.
“Boys, I need to chat with Sunny before he goes home for the weekend, so please come say bye to him.”
The three of them look up at me from the twin beds. They’re caught off guard, but thankfully Mace and Mads do as I asked and hug Sunny sweetly.
“Now it’s quiet time, okay?” Sunny whispers to them after making sure the covers are tucked in. “See you on Monday, my little beasts.”
I smile when he turns to look at me, still impressed by how easy their afternoon nap has become now that we call it quiet time and not nap time.
I nod to the hallway, and feel him follow me down to the empty guest room and close the door.
I want to press him against it and devour him, but I don’t yet have the right to take such liberties, so I maintain some space between us.
“I bought Hannah and Nessy a gift from their registry, but I also got a card and wanted to ask you to take it with you.”
“That’s nice of you,” he says evenly.
Yup, talking about how I’m a good boss to his brother-in-law might be the worst way to start this conversation, but we left things kind of up in the air last night.
Sunny might’ve run away.
And that’s okay, of course. He didn’t look scared or anything, more . . . overwhelmed.
I thought letting him go was the best course of action.
Maybe not?
“Sunny.” I whisper his name reverently.
He springs forward and brackets my face at the same time as he slams his lips to mine.
We don’t have time for more, his sister is due any minute, but I enjoy kissing him for as long as he lets me.
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SUNNY
June 20th
Even days later, I’m still kicking myself for starting something with Tucker that I couldn’t finish.
Well, not really. I just wish I could’ve done it earlier . . . somehow. I wish my sister calling to let me know she was parked outside hadn’t interrupted us.
