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I let out my breath, trying to focus anywhere except his eyes. Outside, I saw my parents, sitting on the porch to their cabin, facing us.
Rolling my eyes, I took in the moment for what it really was—an act, just like breakfast.
“I’m sorry. He retired and I honestly didn't find it relevant until then,” I whispered back, trying to act as if it were completely normal to be this close to Elliot Whittaker. “If it helps, you played the role very well.”
He smiled. “Of course I did.” He kissed my forehead, sending me down another spiral I had to pull out of. “I do know the ins and outs of architecture. I may hate it, but I know it. Let’s just keep the fact that I’m selling it to us, okay? I can pretend to be an architect for three weeks.”
Elliot moved, heading into the living room before taking off his coat and laying it over the sofa. He plopped down with a sigh and leaned his head back against the couch.
“Don’t mention the band, or selling the company.” I followed him, mimicking removing my scarf and coat, taking a seat next to him on the sofa.
“Is that our only meal today? That omelet was huge. So good, but I don't think I can eat again today.”
I let out a laugh, falling back to turn and look at him. “OhDaxton, we’re just getting started on the food.”
Chapter Seventeen
-Elliot-
On the third day in Park City, I woke up before Jamie. I folded the blankets and tossed my pillow on the landing at the top of the stairs, not wanting to take the chance the lightflopwould wake her. I could hear her breathing, still shallow and soft; she needed the rest.
I made coffee and popped some toast in the toaster, setting up my laptop on the kitchen island. I hadn't had the chance to log into my work emails, and my phone had been relatively quiet the past two days. But now that the week was in full swing, I knew that the messages would start to come in. Kevin was a great second in command, but there were still things that I was needed for.
Clay had sent an email—a few numbers that included some of the company's assets along with a meeting time for Wednesday. I replied back, pushing the meeting to a different day. Jamie had toldme Wednesday was family day. Everyone was on board, and, even though I had no idea what we were doing, I was really excited for it. The kids were so excited that they were trying to get hints from their parents, but alas, they gave no information to them. I tried to tell them to just go with the flow and wait for the surprise, but no little kid wanted to hear that—Phillip and Killian especially.
After answering a few more emails and finishing my toast, I closed my laptop. I stretched and looked out the window towards the mountains. It really was gorgeous. Captivating and serene.
“Good morning,” I heard Jamie’s soft voice as she walked around the island, coming into my view. She grabbed a coffee mug and filled it, topping it off with cream before she smiled. “Did you get any work done?”
I nodded. “Yea, I answered a few emails. Clay says hi.”
She let out a small laugh before taking a sip of her coffee.
“What’s on the agenda today?” I asked, folding my arms in front of me and leaning on the counter.
“Well, I need to get that painting to the art’s fest studio. I know the festival doesn't start until next week, but submissions need to be handed in before. Since we don't have much planned today, I was hoping you would like to come with me to drop it off?”
I raised an eyebrow, a part of me shocked she openly asked me to come. “I’d love to.”
“We can see Main Street,” she added.
“Sounds perfect. Anything else planned?”
She shook her head. “Not that I know of. I bet Harrison is going to go for a hike. Wednesday is a family fun day.”
“Yea, about Wednesday . . .” I pushed myself off the island, walking around to where Jamie stood. She was wearing her robe again, her hair a mess from sleeping, and her face fresh with no makeup. She was naturally stunning. From the kitchen window I could see her parents step out onto their porch. Janet hugged her coat closer to her body as she stepped off the front steps.
Jamie hummed, her back facing the window, obviously to the fact her parents were headed this way. I slinked my arm around her and pulled her closer.
“I would love to have some kind of guess as to what we’re doing on Wednesday.” I kissed her temple. I heard her suck in a breath of air before she turned to me, her cheeks turning red, only to soften once she caught sight of her parents.
Blinking, she smiled, turning up her game. “Nope, Wednesday is a surprise.”
“Do you have any idea what we are doing?”
Finally, there was a light knock, pulling our attention toward the glass door. Janet waved at us, a large smile on her face.
“I didn’t sleep in that late, did I?” Jamie asked, setting her coffee down on the counter to go let her mom in.
