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“Go get her,” he said.
Cru nodded and rushed out the door.
“I fear she’s in imminent danger,” Beau said to Decker, who was watching his screen.
“My team will arrive at her location in under a minute.”
When I glanced at Beau, I expected him to be watching the screen too. Instead, his eyes were on me.
When I raised a brow, he took my hand and led me out of the room. “I need to ask you something.”
“Go ahead.”
“I don’t know what Cru or Decker have in mind, but before I make the suggestion, I’m asking how you’d feel if Daphne came here?”
“Beau…”
“I will accept it if you say no. I have practice doing so.” He winked. “Unless, of course…”
“I’m not ready to give you an answer.”
“Of course. Understood. Perhaps by the time he arrives in the city and they—”
“Not about that. About the other thing.”
He smiled and slowly nodded. “Ah, the other thing. As in, whether you’ll marry me?”
Rather than answer his direct question, I circled back to the previous one. “If Cru and Daphne are together, how are you going to handle it?”
“Now that the initial shock has worn off, I predict I’ll react far better than I did.”
“You’re sure?”
His eyes bored into mine. “Yes, but it’s you who has to make the final decision. This is, after all, your property.”
“It isn’t yet. Not until the court certifies the trust.”
“We’ve got her!” we heard Decker shout from the other room.
“Tell Cru, or Daphne or whoever, it’s okay for them to come here. I mean, if they want to.”
Beau nodded, taking my hand and leading me into the room where Decker was on his cell phone.
“That’s right, Steel will be waiting with Daphne at the airfield when you land, Cru.”
“Offer that he bring her here,” said Beau.
Decker held up one finger in Beau’s direction, then shook his head.
“Roger that,” he said into the phone, then paused. “Good. I’ll have the pilot file the flight plan.” Decker ended the call. “Cru is taking Daphne to California. It’s my understanding he made contact with her parents and they’re on their way from Australia.”
“Thank God she’s safe.” Beau breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm around me, and leaned in. “Are we okay?” he whispered.
Were we? I didn’t know how to respond. Maybe because I didn’t know howIwas, let alone us. My life had transitioned from a routine—that honestly had turned into a rut—into what felt like a circus.
First, I’d inherited an estate from a woman I didn’t know and still had no idea why she’d named me her beneficiary. Then, we ran into someone who, apparently, wasn’t happy about it since I could think of no other reason someone would look at me the way he had. Next, I learned Schultz Wineries held a contract that may not be valid to manage the Lilac Lane Winery and the growing operation. And tonight, a bunch of people were installing a high-level security system on the property I still wasn’t sure would actually become mine. Before they even got started, Beau had received a call from his ex-girlfriend of many years, saying she was in trouble, and finally, his best friend confessed being “close to her,” which Beau had flipped out about. I was beginning to think the rut I’d been in wasn’t so bad.
“Sam?”
