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“You said you’re taking care of it, so I’m moving on to a more important topic. So what are you wearing on your date?”

“I don’t know yet. It’s still hours away.”

“You should wear a dress and show off your long legs.”

“A dress? Really?”

“Think of it this way. Dresses are easy access.” Her eyebrows dance up and down.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I say, grabbing a clean coffee mug from a cabinet and filling it with freshly brewed coffee. “I have to get this to Greg. I’m working through lunch, so don’t wait for me.”

“Okay. If I don’t see you before you leave, have fun tonight. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” she says with a wicked-sounding laugh.

“Bye, Sheryl.” I carefully carry Greg’s coffee back to his office and set the mug on his desk.

He’s in the middle of a phone call, so he mouths, “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” I whisper, then return to my office. I get busy right away ordering food for the lounge. But I keep getting distracted thinking about my “date,” and I wish Sheryl hadn’t brought it up. Now, I’m sitting here getting nervous about all the what-ifs I’m coming up with instead of focusing on my work.

No matter what happens with James, at least I’m getting out and trying something new.

CHAPTER 4

TREY

Leaning back in my chair, I rub a hand over the stubble on my chin. “Are you sure you’re alright with handling everything? I feel like I’m leaving you buried in work.”

Isaac nods. “Relax, brother. I’ve got this. I may be taking over as CEO, but we started this company together, and that’s how it’ll stay.”

“I know, but I’ve been coming to work here since we started this company fifteen years ago, and after next week, I won’t be.”

“Just admit you’re going to miss me and get it over with,” Isaac says.

“Like you won’t miss me too?”

“Hey, I didn’t say I wouldn’t. We’ve spent almost every day together since freshman year of college.”

“I guess it’s time for a break,” I joke, but I feel conflicted about leaving this company in my best friend’s hands.

And it’s not because he’s not trustworthy. If he weren’t, we wouldn’t be business partners.

I guess it’s the fear of change and missing out on what I’m used to. This building’s filled with employees we chose together, some of whom have been with us since day one. They’re like family to me, and it’ll be a big adjustment not to see them daily.

I’m about to go to a workplace where I barely know anyone, and everyone who works there was hired by my father or his staff. With the size of the staff involved in running the Coyotes team and organization, even learning who everyone is will be damn near impossible, but I’ll do my best.

“You want to grab dinner in a few?” he asks.

“I’m gonna keep wrapping up loose ends and then I’m meeting someone.”

“A woman?”

“Yes, a woman.”

“Where did you meet her?”

“On Finder.”

“I didn’t think you’d start an account.”

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