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I felt so much tumbling around inside me that I could barely breathe. “I love you. I love you so much it’s scary.”

“I love you too, London. And I know it’s only going to get stronger and deeper.”

I lifted my hand. He took the ring and slid it on my finger. It made me feel jittery inside.

“You’re not going back to Virginia,” he said in his bossy tone.

“You didn’t need a ring to ensure that. I want to stay. With Lexxie, and with you. I don’t know what I’ll do about work yet. Keegan has a role for me but…” I shrugged.

“What about a job working in the private sector?” His tone was casual. “Working for the CFO of a large New Orleans corporation? The role would be financial controller ensuring the financial health of a wide range of diverse businesses and charities.”

I stilled. “You’re offering me a job?”

“Yes. One that I think is suited to your skills. Plus, there are no bad guys.”

The job actually sounded interesting. I pressed my hands to his chest. “You’d be my boss.”

“Not directly. You’d report to Nathan, my CFO.”

I let my hands drift lower, over the ridges of his stomach. “That’s a shame. I’m suddenly having lots of inappropriate boss-employee fantasies right now.”

His cock surged underneath me. “Well, Ms. Coleman. If you want the role, you’re going to have to show me just how much.” He unbelted my robe, those long fingers of his slipping down between my legs. He stroked me. “How dedicated you are, and how far you’re willing to go to please the boss?”

I loved his teasing tone and the look on his face. I gasped, riding his hand. “All the way, Mr. Fury. Let me show you.”

39

KAVNER

A few weeks later

Some laughing kids ran past me and I narrowly avoided a collision.

Shaking my head, I looked around Jackson Square. The sun was shining, and it was a beautiful day. The cathedral rose above us, shining white in the sunlight. The square was filled with people—most of them under four feet tall.

My brothers and I were holding a kids art event. Lots of local artists—many of whom showcased their art right here in the square—were giving lessons to underprivileged kids. Most of them were kids in foster care.

Everywhere I looked, I saw bright paintings, kids wielding brushes, and laughter.

I searched for London in the chaos. I spotted Colt, Macy, and Daisy doing fingerpainting and splattering color everywhere. Dante and Mila were somewhere nearby, taking care of the food trucks and food stalls. Reath and Beauden were also helping out.

I heard laughter and swiveled. Lexxie was helping a trio of kids with some glitter. It appeared to be everywhere except on their pieces of paper. She spotted me and waved.

Over the last few weeks, since she’d returned from Arizona, I’d enjoyed getting to know London’s sister. Lexxie made no effort to hide how much she loved me and London together.

Then I spotted a familiar elegant neck and black ponytail. My soon-to-be new employee was helping a little boy. He grinned up at her as she helped him carve some wood. There was an artist on the table across from them showing them what to do. They were making puzzle boxes.

I moved in behind London and squeezed her hips. “Are you taking up a new hobby?”

“Kavner.” She swiveled and smacked a kiss to my lips. “It’s so amazing to see how he makes the boxes.” The older Japanese man blew away some sawdust, then fitted two notched sides together. The fascinated children sat around him, watching intently.

“Happy?” I asked.

London looked up at me. “Yes. I’m so glad I didn’t arrest you.”

I nuzzled her. “We could still get some handcuffs and—”

She slapped my chest and laughed. I loved seeing her so happy.

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