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A smell of pure deliciousness hits me the second we step off the elevator and onto the top floor. Dinner tonight is takeout from Shank that Hades went and picked up earlier, which I know was also an excuse to check in on Maya, Sean’s girlfriend.
She’s doing well, or at least the best that can be expected right now. Since Sean’s memorial service, which was really lovely, his family has taken her in as one of their own. Last I heard, she’s actually living with them.
My eyes slide to the piles of documents and contracts covering the dining room table.
“Hang on, sorry, I’ll clear these.”
Hades shrugs. “Leave ’em. We can eat outside.”
I stack them up anyway, sifting through them as I go: insurance claims, structural assessments, building permits.
For thenewBanshee.
I’m seriously in fuckingaweof Callie and the Kildare sisters. Nothing stops them, not even a bomb that almost killed them.
Since the damage from the blast pretty much totaled the building, including the floors above it, the rest of the unit owners took their insurance money and ran, selling cheap to Neve, Eilish, and Callie. The plans for the new and even better Banshee include not just a pub and a downstairs lounge, but arestauranttaking up the top two floors.
They’re in talks with Maya to see about luring her away from Shank. I hope she agrees to the plan.
On the plant-filled balcony, Hades is already setting out plates and opening a dusty and old looking bottle of barolo when I step outside.
“Hang on.”
He stops me before I take a seat, walking me across the gorgeously lush patio to the edge of the roof overlooking lower Manhattan, across the river.
“I might need you for some work.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Building permits.”
“For?”
He grins. “I’ve been thinking about finally getting around to doing the rest of this building. You know, finishing up the lower floors.”
My brows arch as I sink against his firm chest, relishing the feel of his strong arms around me.
“Oh, really?”
“Yeah.”
“Any particular reason?”
“I could use the space.”
I laugh. “Hades, you already have, what, three thousand square feet up here?”
“Thirty-three hundred, but who’s counting.”
I giggle as he shrugs, leaning in to kiss my neck, making me shiver like always.
“But I was thinking I might have two new roommates to think about, too.”
I go still. My eyes blink rapidly.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Sell your place,” he growls. “The market is great right now. You’ll clean up.”
