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“Oh, right.” I nodded. “I’ll meet you downstairs?”

He walked up to me and grasped the back of my neck and kissed me. “Take your time.”

I was not in the mood to go through the whole rigamarole of an outfit, so I went with a pair of leggings and a sweater and my comfortable boots that felt like slippers. After blow drying my hair and swiping on mascara and lip gloss, I was ready to go.

Bones was sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee when I came downstairs.

“You had time to make coffee,” I stated. “That means I took a long time.”

“Don’t worry about it, Duchess.” He stood up and finished off the rest of his coffee before setting the empty mug down on the coffee table.

“How was the call with Colt?”

“Fine. Ready?”

“Yeah.” I grabbed my coat from the closet. He picked up the ring of car keys and twirled them around his finger.

A few minutes of silence into the ride, Bones said, “Talk to me.”

“About what?”

“How you’re feeling.”

“I’m sick to death of talking about my feelings,” I admitted.

“That’s fine. We don’t have to talk about that. We can talk about something else.”

“Like what? All the crazy going on in my life?”

He shot me a look. “What are you and Charlie going to do about this charity you guys want to start?”

I rubbed my brow. “I don’t know. My plate just got really full. And I don’t want to juggle two big things and fail at both of them. I need to focus on one thing—and that thing has to be Spencer Pharmaceuticals.”

“Yeah, but what do you want to do?”

I looked at him. “What do you mean?”

“What do you mean what do I mean? Do you really want a controlling seat on the board of your father’s company? Or do you want to do this thing with Charlie?”

“I don’t know, Bones.”

The rest of the drive was quiet as I was lost in thought.

Stanton answered the door and in a brief show of outwardly affection, he embraced me. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“How is she?” I asked.

“She’s in the sitting room,” Stanton said.

I arched a brow. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“She’s…your mother,” he said, pitching his voice lower.

“So she’s completely fallen apart?” I asked.

He shook his head. “On the contrary, she’s holding it together. Go in and see her. I’m getting the tea.”

“Can I change my order from tea to a coffee?” Bones asked.

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