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“Will do.”

“And Marge?”

“Yes, Charlie?”

“Take next week off … on me.”

“For once, Charleston Monroe, I’m not arguing with you.”

“Have a good evening, Marge.”

“You too, Charlie.”

Hitting end, I leaned back and closed my eyes. This had been one hell of a shit-filled day, and I was ready to relax. If any other unplanned things popped up, I was going to lose my shit.

My phone buzzed in my purse, causing me to search for it.

Without looking, I answered. “Hello?”

“Hey, doll. You almost here?”

Sighing, I replied. “Yes. Almost.”

“Perfect, see you in a few.”

The line went dead. Pulling it from my ear, I stared at it. “That was weird,” I whispered to no one other than myself.

After paying the taxi driver, I climbed out of the taxi and walked through the lobby of my building.

“Good afternoon, Ms. Monroe.”

My gaze swung over to the new doorman, Jake. “Hey, Jake.”

“Rough morning?”

Scoffing, I replied, “You could say that.”

The ride up the elevator to my penthouse apartment seemed to take forever. When the doors opened, a wave of the most heavenly smell hit me. Glancing down to the floor, I smiled when I saw the rose petals.

Walking up to my doors, I unlocked them and gasped at the sight before me.

Tucker stood in front of me, dressed in a tux. My mouth went dry, and my knees almost buckled at the sight of him. He looked so beyond handsome and hot as hell.

“Oh my,” I whispered.

He lifted his arms and that was when I saw Mr. Pootie, dressed in a tux as well. I covered my mouth and attempted to hold back my laughter and tears at the same time. Mr. Pootie was not happy about the current events.

“What is going on?” I asked, dropping my hand to my side.

Tucker flashed me a crooked grin that showcased his dimple; my heart melted.

“Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do.”

He motioned with his finger to follow him.

“I thought you would have been sprawled out naked and ready for se … ahh—”

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