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Was I special?
Would I be special next week when we returned to our normal lives?
I sure hoped so.
twenty-four
Maddox
When the deliveryarrived at her new place, her brothers eyed the furniture and then smirked at me. All three of them were there. Her parents had been there. Her sister was there. Hugh’s fiancée was there.
They all came out to see her put her clothes in her closet.
The only one missing was little Gracie, who was on some sort of play date, whatever the hell that meant.
Georgia had a few things that would go on the desk that I’d also lied and said that I had.
I’d ordered everything from a furniture store in the city after she’d taken me over to see her new place, and I’d then had to hire movers to bring it all here and pretend that it was coming from a storage locker and not directly from a store.
Because the girl was proud and wanted to prove she could do things on her own.
But the truth was, she already had.
She’d been far more than an assistant to me at this point, and not because I was fucking her, but because she’d worked her ass off.
I was counting this as a bonus that she’d more than earned from her diligent work ethic.
Hugh, Cage, and Finn stood outside with me, waiting for the furniture to arrive, because they thought they’d have to help move it in.
I’d been surrounded by the Reynolds family all day, and I’d repeated my bullshit excuse that I’d just been in the neighborhood and wanted to offer help to my assistant on her move.
Her brothers knew there was something going on between us. She’d been staying at my place for a week. I didn’t think that her parents knew what was going on, so they’d been overly grateful that I was such a hands-on boss.
Their words, not mine.
But I was a hands-on boss, wasn’t I?
Hell, I’d had my hands all over her just a few hours ago. Tomorrow, we were heading back to work, so this was our last night doing our so-called fling. And the whole thing seemed crazy now. I’d made up all these damn rules, and now I had no intention of following them.
“Hmmm… are we supposed to believe that this stuff is used?” Hugh smirked as he clapped me on the shoulder.
The two guys that had just arrived started unloading, and I leaned close to them. “You made sure all the tags and wrapping was off of everything already, right?”
“Yep. And we threw away all the evidence like you asked,” one of the smart-asses said, and all three of Georgia’s brothers laughed.
“It’s notevidence. It’s trash.” I shook my head. More laughter, as I was obviously completely caught at this point. We watched as they started pulling everything out of the truck. There was a couch, coffee table, desk, bed, dresser, and dining table and chairs.
Georgia was inside the house with Lila and Brinkley unloading some dishes and décor that she’d brought from her apartment in the city, which had apparently come furnished. Her parents had gone to the market to load her up with groceries.
“Pretty slick, dude. Is this part of the employee benefits package?” Cage said, and he barked out a laugh.
“She has gone above and beyond at work. She’s far more than an assistant, so it’s more of a bonus.”
“Ignore him. He’s still pissed because he got woken up in the middle of the night because Mrs. Lamprose thought her turtle was dying,” Finn said before covering his mouth to hide his laughter.
“The damn thing had the hiccups. These people are insane,” Cage hissed. “Who fucking calls their vet in the middle of the night about the hiccups?”
I shrugged. “I didn’t even know turtles went to the doctor.”
