Page 79 of Fighting the Pull


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Shit.

Communication.

The key was communication.

“Tom got up in my shit about being too busy, Elsa. And I need to think about that. But even if I make some changes too, those aren’t going to happen overnight.”

“Hale, you don’t even consider New York home. But it’s mine. I get it. I’m making changes, but I’m not expecting, nor am I ready for anything intense right now.”

He felt tension he didn’t now he was holding leave him when he muttered, “Good.”

“We’re getting to know each other,” she said. “And it’s great. Let’s just be in that. Yes?”

“Absolutely, baby. Yes.”

“You still want to come over tomorrow? You’re an early bird, and it might be late.”

“You want to change plans and come here after your dinner with your dad? Bring a bag. Stay at mine. It’s closer to your office.”

“That’s making some assumptions, Mr. Wheeler.” Fortunately, this was said as a droll tease, not like she was ticked.

“This apartment has four bedrooms.”

“Right.”

“Though, I’ll be angling for you to stay in mine.”

“Consider me warned.”

“That said, sweetheart, no pressure.”

“Okay. I’ll pack a bag. But don’t think it’s about how charming you are. I want to see your view at night.”

“Upstaged by a view.”

He heard her soft laugh, then she blindsided him. “Tom just loves you, you know. You can tell how much. Even in pictures. It’s a father’s prerogative to be worried. I suspect that’s what my dinner tomorrow night is going to be about. Things are happening fast for me. Dad probably wants to take my pulse.”

“I’m not annoyed about his intentions, I’m just…” Hale gave that a moment’s thought and admitted, “I don’t know what I am.”

“You don’t have to figure it out tonight.”

He took a sip of his drink, thanking fuck that was true.

“I’m gonna let you go, baby. You’re an early bird too.”

“I won’t call first thing.”

“I didn’t mind.”

“Okay then, maybe I will.”

“Whatever you want. Sleep well and see you tomorrow.”

“You too. ’Night, Hale.”

“’Night, Elsa.”

They disconnected and Hale twisted, lifting his legs to the couch and stretching out so he could look over the back of it, to the view.

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