God, she knows me better than I know myself. It’s insane.
“I just… found another property. And I feel like it has so much potential, but I may be way over my head, and I wanted you to talk some sense into me. “
“You are not way over your head, and if you like, we buy,” she said while rubbing her legs with her lotion.
I sighed. “Kira... I’m already in so much debt. We already have our hands full.”
“Rose. I am not here to crush your dreams. Gavin already does that on the daily. I am here to make them come to life and see them flourish.”
“Great metaphor, rude example… but I don’t know.”
She shook her head. “You’re thinking negatively. You can’t do that. So what if we’re in debt? Our new sugar daddy can pay for it, and if he can’t, we’ll find another way.” She shrugged.
“Kira, please. Vincent is not our new sugar daddy.”
“Well, not exactly ’our’… you already have your own. Same family but still your own.” She pulled her hair into a bun. “By the way, what happened last night?”
My face went red.
I stood. I had to get out of here.
Kira whined. “Are you really not going to tell me? I want to hear the details.”
I looked down at my phone. “And I want you to be on time for work.”
She huffed as she rose, putting on her heels as I walked toward the door, rolling my eyes.
“I’ll get you to tell me what happened eventually!” she yelled as I closed the door behind me.
Chapter eleven
Rosenna
“Thankyouallforjoining our session today. We hope to see you all very soon.Namaste,” the yoga instructor said with a smile.
I finished stretching on my mat as the other women stood and mingled amongst themselves.
Kira had suggested that I either get a massage or do some yoga to calm my mind, as I’d still been feeling all over the place ever since I visited her after my run a few days ago.
For the session, I wore a black armless bodysuit with white socks, chunky sneakers, and my hair in a high pony.
Yoga wasn’t something I did too often, but I was in the mood to unwind and relax on my semi-day off. Although I’d be working from home, I still had some freedom, and for that, I only had Kira to thank.
Rolling up my yoga mat, I exited the building and walked to my car. Next, I’d head to the museum, stop by and say hi to Kira and the team. She’d probably go overboard about me not taking my “day off” seriously, but that was fine by me. She deserved my thanks. This had helped.
Her greeting when I arrived was everything I’d expected:
“What’s the point of me forcing you to stay home and relax if you’re still going to go off on your own and do what you want?”
I sighed. “I’m a grown woman, Kira. In the words of Queen B, I can do whatever I want, and right now, I want to help you guys.”
She shook her head. “You’re impossible, you know that? So how was yoga?”
“Great. It was very relaxing; definitely enjoyed it more than I thought I would.”
She’d caught me as I was stowing my things in the storage closet. Now I turned, and Kira smiled a cheeky smile.
“So... we’ve established that you’re not leaving yet?”
