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“He’s at work, sweetie.”

He frowns. “Bummer,” he mutters.

“He will be back from work later.”

He grins. “Is he your boyfriend, Momma?”

I don’t want to lie or keep anything from him.

I sit on the couch, and he sits beside me, and I take his hand. “Would you be okay if he was?”

He looks down at our hands linked together. “I would like for him to be with us. So I’m saying yes. I want him to be there for me like Daddy was,” he says with a sniff.

“Oh, honey. I think Kalum would be honored. He likes to be there for you, and what you think about him matters a lot to him.”

He tightens his grip on my hand. “I miss Daddy, Mommy. I know he is gone, but Kalum is here, and I don’t want him to leave. Ever.”

My chest aches, and I take deep breaths and try not to cry in front of him. He feels conflicted like I do. He feels what I feel in my heart. Conflicted with the love and loss of his father, and Kalum sweeping into our lives like a storm wreaking havoc with our hearts.

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KALUM

Iwalk into my office and sit at my desk, then pick up the phone. “Please send Janine in,” I tell Melissa over the receiver.

“Yes, sir. Right away.”

Five minutes later, Janine waltzes in with her knee-length pencil skirt, looking like Mary Poppins.

She takes a seat in the chair in front of my desk as I type away on my schedule. She has her notepad in hand with a pen, ready to take notes of what I need.

“I need flowers sent to Aura, and please inform security and everyone in this building that she has full access to the building and my office at any time.” I can see Janine smirk as she takes notes. “Did you catch her size when you took her shopping the first time?”

“Yes, I did,” she quips.

“Good, I need the latest collection of everything she would like sent to the house in the Hamptons, and I need another wardrobe for the penthouse in the city.”

“What would you like the card to say?”

I stop typing, and I look at her while she is tapping her pen on her notepad. Shit. I didn’t think about that part. I have neversent a woman flowers before. I’ve only ever taken them out to eat, fucked them at their place, then left. I lean back in my chair and loosen my tie, lost in thought.

“Write this down.” I make a motion with my finger toward her notepad. “What is the worst part of your day? That is what I want you to write on that card when you have them deliver the flowers.”

Janine grimaces. “Really? That is what you want to tell her? A normal man who is crazy about a woman would write, I’m thinking of you or miss you. You tasted great last night.”

I chuckle. “I’m going with what I told you. I want to know what the worst part of her day is so I can make it my mission to make it better. I don’t want her to have a bad part of her day.” I lean my forearms on the table. “I want to make her happy.”

Janine’s eyebrows shoot up. “I never thought about it like that. You really care about her.”

“Janine, Aura is the love of my life. My first and only love. Everything in her life matters to me and her son.”

“Her pop-up shop is almost ready. We just need the merchandise so I can announce the location with marketing.”

Do whatever you need to do. I want her dream to come true.

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AURA

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