Page 46 of I Never Stopped Loving You

I can’t help but roll my eyes.

“So, what ended up happening tonight? I thought you’d be out for a lot longer than this.”

“I kissed her, and then she said we couldn’t do it again. She wants to keep things professional, and even though I offered her the job, she insists on coming in on Tuesday to do the interview.”

“She wants to prove she belongs on the team because of her skills. She’s a woman with integrity. I like it. So when do I get to finally meet your little rabbit?”

“She’ll be in the office on Tuesday. You can meet her then.”

“Can I sit in on the interview?”

He’s grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat as he lifts the bourbon to his lips.

“No.”

“Aww, why not!?”

“Because you’ll want to ask her questions not related to the job.”

Fuck, this bourbon tastes good. I got it from a client after I won my first case but I haven’t opened it until now. I wanted to wait until the next momentous occasion in my life happened. Well, I guess tonight’s as good as any.

“You’re not wrong. How about after?”

“You can meet her when I show her around, and she sees her new office.”

“Let me guess, the one across from yours?” he laughs.

“Nope. The adjoining room to mine.”

“What!? I wanted that room, but you always said it was for your private meetings with clients.”

“Yes, but now it’ll have a better purpose.”

“Wait. It looks like a conference room right now, though.”

“I know. I’m going in tomorrow to start changing it.”

“Can I help?” he asks.

“You want to help renovate the office you’ve wanted for years?”

“Sure. If I can’t have it, I can at least make it perfect for her.”

“Fine.”

We sit in a comfortable silence, sipping on the bourbon until I decide to go sit on my couch. My living room looks out onto my backyard, and just beyond that is Lake St. Claire. It’s another reason I bought this property. I’ve always loved being on the lake.

“We have to go to a plant store in the morning,” I say as he flops down next to me.

“Excuse me? A what?”

“A plant store. You know, one that sells plants.”

“Like a greenhouse? Since when do you want a plant? You don’t own plants. You’re the only living thing in this house.”

“It’s for Willow. I lost a bet and was supposed to take her shopping for a plant for her new office after she gets the job, but I want there to be more in there for her.”

“Aww, look at you, you big softy. Wait, a bet? Why were you placing bets?”