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She smiled and then laughed. “Sounds like something I’d love doing if you want that. We can try for the spring.” What a sweet romantic gesture.
“Thanks. So far, I’d say you’ve fared well as a newbie into the family.”
“Your family isn’t all that intimidating,” she said, grinning. “Ask Carson about my father and his first meeting there.”
“My father knows your dad,” Egan said. “Or so he told me last week.”
Exactly what she’d thought. “Then he knows my father is a businessman first and foremast.”
“Nothing wrong with that,” Egan said. “Seems to me his daughter was raised well. You’ve done a lot on this island. Being a business owner on the island, I appreciate everything the town does to bring tourism here.”
“Thank you,” she said. “This is home to me now.”
She realized when she was walking around her old home on her father’s property that it didn’t feel as right as it did to be on the island. Not even her father’s house anymore.
She’d forgotten to show Carson her art room at her father’s house. It slipped her mind and he didn’t ask.
When she’d moved out during college, her father had that room done to surprise her.
Since then there was more of her artwork all over the house. She gave him pieces all the time before he could go buy them.
He figured out what she was doing soon enough. When she’d found out some of her first pieces were bought by him, she’d been annoyed.
He’d told her it’s supply and demand.
He was right. He bought them, people missed out on their chance and bought others.
She hadn’t wanted to say that to Carson when she’d commented about her career being nudged by her father.
Even her agent hadn’t known her father bought those pieces and she’d never tell.
Egan turned his head to look at her. “There isn’t anything greater to a Bond than to hear that.”
“A Bond or a Bond family member?”
“They are the same thing,” Egan said. “Welcome to the family.”
She grinned and nodded, then pulled her phone out and texted Carson she loved him.
He replied back quickly that he loved her too with a heart.
She thought of the silly heart that he’d painted on her inner thigh weeks ago and her heart raced again.
She’d been so emotionally spent from that that they’d fallen asleep for twenty minutes and she only woke up when he started to move.
If she sketched that image, she wasn’t showing anyone. It was in her private stash, but she didn’t need to ever look back at it to remember.
It was branded in her memory forever, combining her two loves in life. Something not on her list, but she was glad she got to experience it.
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“You know you could have canceled Josie’s lesson this week,” Avery said on Monday night.
“I know,” Laine said, yawning. “But I look forward to this as much as she does. It’s fine.”
“What time did you get in?”
