Page 89 of Enchanting the CEO

Diane: Great idea.

Gabe: When's your first tour?

Diane: On Saturday morning.

I even sent him the link. God, I was so excited.

Diane: Oh look, one person already signed up. I need seven. It’s my superstition and lucky number.

Gabe: You're going to kick ass, Diane. I have a great feeling about it. And I'm rarely wrong.

Diane: Hmmm... But you did think living together was a good idea.

Gabe: And clearly it was.

I laughed. I couldn't argue with his logic. And I liked that he checked in on me. Maybe he'd had a sixth sense about the fact that I was a complete basket case today.

I grabbed my tote bag and descended the steps, heading outside. I didn't have any grand plans, just wanted to explore the neighborhood. I hadn't had the opportunity until now, but I had so much free time on my hands, it was unnerving.

As I perused the streets, I got a notification that someone had booked another tutoring session in the evening. This day was getting better and better.

My feet brought me in front of Gabe's house at the end of the walk. It was stunning. There were five workers here today, not just three. Maybe that was why the house was going to be ready sooner. I didn't go in because the whole yard was a mess, and I didn't want to get in their way.

A few minutes later, I decided to head home to prep for the unexpected tutoring session. Gabe's car was in the driveway, which was odd. He usually wasn't home so early.

A bout of joy coursed through me. This was just what the man did to me. It didn't matter what state of mind I was in; when I knew he was near, my entire body relaxed.

"Gabe?" I asked the second I entered the house.

When I didn't get an answer, I went looking for him. He wasn't in the gym. Maybe he was somewhere upstairs. I made to go up the staircase when I heard noises from the entrance. Frowning, I turned back, listening intently. It was a screeching noise coming from the attic. I headed upstairs, wondering why Gabe was at my place.

I walked up quickly, pushing the door open, and then my jaw dropped.

"Gabe," I whispered.

He turned around abruptly, asking, "What are you doing home already?"

"I’ve got another tutoring session. Oh my gosh! You bought my chair."

“Yes.”

I put a hand on my stomach. "But how? When?"

"When you showed it to me, your face lit up, and I thought, 'Why not?'"

It was huge, maybe a bit too big for this place, but honestly, I didn't care. He set it right under the window.

"Although," he said, "I think it would be better if it was in the living room or something. It's taking up a lot of space here."

"No, it's perfect. I can't believe you bought this for me. Thank you."

"Consider it a gift for starting a new venture."

"How did you even bring it up here by yourself?" I walked up to it, touching the fluffy backrest.

Gabe put an arm around my waist and kissed the side of my neck. "I wasn't alone. I roped Maddox and Cade into helping me. But they couldn’t stay, so I put it together on my own."

"Your brothers dropped everything just like that in the middle of the day?"

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