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“We are,” Tyler said.
“I mean, I would have to call the contractor. I’ve already hired someone to do the renovations on the loft. Things would have to completely change if we do this.”
“You leave that to us, baby girl,” Adam said. “All we need is an answer.”
I smiled as I wrapped my arm around Adam’s neck and crashed his lips down onto mine.
“Yes,” I said. “I will move in with you guys.”
/> CHAPTER 33
After contacting the contractor and completely switching plans on him, the next phone call I made was to Lindy. She came rushing over that night and kicked Tanner out of his room. Then, the two of us had a serious conversation. I told her that I was ready to put my two-week notice in with the bar, especially since I wasn’t in any condition to work anyway. Lindy said she was still training the new girl and didn’t feel like she could leave the bar yet, so I told her she was free to put her notice in whenever she felt comfortable. Lindy came to visit me whenever she could for the first week of my recuperation. Then, once I was stable on my feet, my boss let me sling drinks the last week I was scheduled to work.
Apparently, people wanted to come in and see me.
I told Lindy about what the guys proposed. About how they wanted us all to move in together. The first decision we had to make was what to do with the space above the business, and I wanted Lindy’s input.
“I’ve given it some thought,” Lindy said.
“Finally. It’s only been a week. The contractor’s getting anxious,” I said.
“I think we should do the two offices. We’re going to need a space like that. Plus, if we make it a place that we rent out, then we’re responsible for the shit and damage crews cause with their wild-ass parties,” she said.
“That’s very true. I didn’t think about that,” I said.
“Give me the number to the contractor, and I’ll call him to tell him the plans.”
“Lindy, I can do it.”
“You have enough on your plate. You’re still going back and forth with manufacturers and you’re recuperating. Plus, you’ve already started to move into that house. Give me his number and let me do this,” she said.
“We haven’t even talked about designs,” I said.
“It’s a damn office space. Put up a wall with a door, and we’ll figure the rest of the shit out.”
“Sounds good to me. His number’s in my phone.”
Lindy took a break to go get his number, and I continued to sling drinks. It was odd that so many people were coming in to see how I was. Word had gotten around about what happened to me, and everyone kept trying to buy me free drinks. I took their money and poured myself virgin drinks, throwing them back with the crowd as they cheered me on.
But soon, a familiar face was pushing up toward the bar.
“Emma.”
“Mother.”
Her eyes examined my face before she sat down on a stool.
“How are you feeling?” she asked.
“Better than I was,” I said.
The two of us looked at one another as the brothers trained their eyes on me.
“Okay, I’ll start,” I said.
“Emma, look—”
“See? This is what I’m talking about,” I said. “Even in a simple conversation, we’re in competition with one another. You had, what, fifteen seconds to interject? And you don’t speak up until I do?”
