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So, there was that. I guess it made sense. We didn’t have to hide anything from his family.
I didn’t want to follow any trains of thought about the paperwork, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I told Hunter I’d make a plan, but I was so tired. My bed called my name, and I hated myself as I climbed back under the covers, but I also needed to lie back down.
My phone ringing dragged me back go consciousness. Somehow it was almost two in the afternoon. I forced the sleep away as best I could, and answered. “Hello?”
“Hey, Taffy.” Ramsey’s greeting danced over me, drawing me awake better than any coffee.
I should ask him not to call me that, but I was too happy to hear his voice. “Hey.”
“I don’t like the way we left things the other night. The way we keep leaving them.”
I didn’t either. “But I hate the alternative, too. Not the being with you part. Everything else.”
“I get it. And I didn’t call to rehash. We each know where the other stands.”
And yet, neither of us was budging. “What’s up?” I couldn’t handle any sort of emotional or business conversation right now.
“I called to talk.”
When people said that, it was rarely a good thing. “About…?”
“I don’t care. Wow.” Ramsey chuckled. “That came out wrong. I should sayanything. I get to see Hunter every day, but I miss you. I had you back for such a short amount of time, and now you’re just out of reach. I called to hear your voice.”
My heart cracked. So much for not getting emotional. “You’re not going to ask what I’m wearing, then?” I tried to tease. It was enough to lift my mood a notch.
“Now that you mention it…” Ramsey’s smooth tone buoyed me further.
“Nope. Missed your chance.” My playfulness slipped out more easily than I expected.
“Hmm…” His low hum rolled over and through me. “I’ll tell you what I’m wearing. Suit. Tie. Wingtips.”
And I had no doubt he looked sexy as fuck. “You’re begging for it in an outfit like that.”
“I don’t beg. You know me better than that.” Something clanged with Ramsey’s voice.
Was that… “Why do I hear slot machines?”
“I just finished lunch with Dottie.”
“In Las Vegas? Don’t we have a thing tonight?” I shouldn’t have said anything. Now I was dreading another fundraiser.
“We do. And I’ll be back before then.”
The conversation had taken a suspicious turn. “What so important in Las Vegas that you have to do it in person?” Did I have a right to ask that? I didn’t care. Curiosity won out.
“It’s a surprise.”
I grasped for a response.
“I know you hate surprises,” Ramsey said quickly. “I’ll tell you about this one as soon as I’m able, and I promise it’s good.”
“I hope so. I can’t take any more bad ones.”
“I promise.” Ramsey repeated. “I’ll see you tonight?’
He and Hunter would be the highlight of my evening. “Bright and smiling on my man’s arm,” I said.
“Myman. I’d only share with you.”
