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“His friend had gotten a pilot license and they thought it was a good idea to take a trip. The weather was bad and the plane went down.” His voice sounded somber, more reserved than usual. “Tyler was fifteen. My mother and grandfather were devastated. I was scheduled to start Juilliard that September but my grandfather was so broken. I wanted to be the son he never had. He wanted my dad to follow in his footsteps but my father was a musician. The music was in his blood.”
“It’s in yours too.” She wiped the tears from her face. “You gave it up.”
“I make a better CEO than I would a musician. I thrive off boardrooms and negations. It’s who I am.”
“It’s who you became.” She propped herself up on her elbow. “Spencer, you could still pursue your music. I heard you play. That song you wrote tonight came from your heart.”
“I told you, I had a lot of encouragement. I was able to play that way because of you.” He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her to his lips. “You’ve found a way into my heart.”
That’s exactly where I want to be.
“I think you’re a remarkable man. I want you to know I believe in you. If you wanted to follow your music I’d be right there with you.”
“You’re the sweetest woman I’ve ever met.” He hugged her. “I’m content in my professional life.”
“There’s more than your professional life to consider.”
“I believe that’s true.” The amusement in his voice was as evident as the satisfaction on his face. “It’s a new concept for me.”
“What is it?”
“A week ago I wouldn’t have thought there was more than Spencer Cannon, the CEO, but now I realize how much I’ve been missing. I need to process it all.”
“I’ll help you.”
“I certainly hope so.” He kissed the top of her head and held her close.
She settled back down and cuddled into his side. She closed her eyes and thought about the possibilities. Could she dare dream to have something more than this weekend with him?
Chapter 11
Spencer headed downto the breakfast room to grab some coffee and muffins while Coda showered. As much as he wanted to join her they had to head back to New York. The weekend was over and so was their agreement. He felt awkward about giving her the balance of the money. He owed it to her, but after the last couple of days he’d spent with her it didn’t seem right to pay her. Still, a contract was a contract. He’d already given her one check and he needed to complete the proposal. He was a man of his word. Once he did that they could move past how they had come together and start a future together.
“Spencer.” Pierce made his way over to him.
Wonderful.
“Pierce, what can I do for you?” He wasn’t in the mood for this.
“You’ve been rather scarce this weekend. I haven’t had much of an opportunity to speak with you.”
“The art department is in the office today. They’ll have the new layouts in the morning. Don’t worry, the Bradford account will go through.”
“I’m certain you’ll figure out a way to make that work, but that isn’t what I wanted to speak to you about.” Pierce sipped his large to-go cup of coffee. “A situation has been brought to my attention.”
