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She pauses a moment, lips pursed, like she’s thinking it over. Then, she smiles. “Both,” she says.

And my heart soars.

I take her face in my hands and stare into her eyes. “You won’t regret this. I swear.”

“I’d better not. This is your last chance, Wilder.”

And I can’t wait a second longer. I kiss her.

She immediately kisses me back, and the feeling is amazing. I never want to come close to losing her ever again.

“I love you,” I say against her lips. “So fucking much.”

“I love you, too,” she whispers.

I jerk my head back. “You do?”

She smiles. “Of course I do, dummy.”

A big smile spreads across my face. “So, this making up I’ve got to do…I’m thinking I should get started on the boyfriend part of it.”

Fire ignites in her eyes. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah.” I pick her up, making her squeal, and I carry her to her bed and drop her on it.

Then, I climb on top of her and get to work on making it up to my girl.

So, I guess you’re wondering who told Coveted Lingerie about our plus-sized launch and the deal with Ananda along with who made the call and sent the email to Niran, pretending to be Morgan.

Didn’t take a genius to figure it out.

Well, not that it was me who figured it out, of course. That was all Morgan.

Anyway, it was Sierra.

She’d discovered that Morgan and I were sleeping together. God knows how, as we had been careful around the office, but she’d found out, and she had been less than happy about it, so she’d decided to get back at us by screwing up the Ananda deal. And maybe she’d thought that, by trying to make it out that Morgan had told Coveted, it would break us up and leave the way clear for Sierra.

When Morgan and I confronted Sierra with our suspicions, she denied it at first. But, when Morgan told her that it was her login that signed into the system a few minutes before the email was sent to Niran, using Morgan’s email that Sierra had access to, she folded like a deck of cards.

Turns out, Sierra’s cousin works in the marketing department at Coveted Lingerie, and she was looking for a foot up the career ladder, so Sierra gave her one. Two birds, one stone.

Fair to say, she was fired on the spot and escorted from the building.

Because there was nothing to be done about the deal with Ananda, as Niran had done what he had to so that he could keep his business afloat, we had to find another supplier.

It wasn’t easy. But Morgan and I worked all our contacts and barely slept until we found one in Bangkok. The silk was more expensive than Ananda but still cheaper than our Chinese supplier. The sales margin would be low, but they promised us early delivery, which meant we could launch before Coveted.

It was a risk, but it was one that paid off.

The product flew off the shelves.

Mainly thanks to the design team and artist that Morgan had brought in. Zoey Marchant is a friend of Morgan’s. They had met at yoga class a few years ago. She’s an artist, a starving artist, but her work is amazing. Morgan had asked her if she’d like to design the prints for the bras.

She’d said yes, and the rest is history.

My parents were thrilled with how Morgan and I’d brought this back around and made such a success out of it when it could have just failed after Coveted took our idea and supplier.

Morgan says it’s because of both of us, but I say it’s all her. I couldn’t have done it without her. I wouldn’t be the man I am now without her.