Page 115 of Redemption

“Oh my god. I almost forgot about that.” She laughed. “I can’t believe I forgot. I almost introduced you as my boyfriend and blew the whole secret.”

I debated telling her this, but I felt like she should know. “Graham is actually the one who told me the truth about your family—and your future role in the hotel empire.”

She jerked her head back. “He…what?” It came out as more of a shriek, and I debated telling her the rest. I didn’t want to drive a wedge between Sloan and her brother.

“I think he suspected something between us. He made it clear that I had no place in your future.”

Sloan reached for her phone, likely to give her brother a piece of her mind. I placed my hand over hers, stopping her. “He was just looking out for you. I would’ve done the same for Greer.”

“You’re not pissed about this? Because I am.”

“I understand where he was coming from. And at the time, his comments definitely played into my insecurities. But that’s on me, not him.”

She bared her teeth. “I could…”

“Sloan,” I said, bringing her hand to my mouth for a kiss. “It’s not worth it. And if he agreed to hiring me, that has to mean something, right?”

“With Graham, it’s hard to tell. But yeah, I’d say that’s a good sign.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “Has he ever said anything to you about it? About us.”

I shook my head. “No. But I’m positive he remembers.”

Sloan nodded. “I understand if that complicates things for you. But I hope you’ll consider accepting the position. We want you to be our COS.”

“Chief of Sexy Times?” I joked, needing a minute to wrap my head around the enormity of this offer. I’d never expected to find another job so soon, let alone one at such a high level.

She rolled her eyes but smiled anyway. “Chief of Security. You have the experience. You know our vulnerabilities. And you’d be perfect for the role.”

“I’m honored, truly,” I said. “And surprised.”

“Because of Graham?”

“Yeah, and because it’s just…” I lifted a shoulder. “I never imagined myself in a role like that. That would be a huge advance for my career.”

“A well-deserved one,” she said. “I would’ve told you sooner, but I was waiting for the board’s approval.”

I was stunned. She’d done this for me. For us. Because she believed in me and our future.

This job, the opportunity to be the chief of security for such a large organization, was a dream come true. It would be a lot of responsibility, sure. But it was also an exciting challenge that would allow me to make meaningful change.

I leaned in, both honored and turned on by what she’d done. “What if I want to be the Chief of Sucking Your Clit?”

She swatted at me. “That’s too many letters.”

I captured her hand and held it to my chest. “Chief of Sloan’s Heart.”

“Still too many letters.” She grinned. “But, yes. You’re the chief of my heart, and I want us to be together, whether that’s in London or New York or even Los Angeles. I got the board to agree that the position could be based in any of those locations, and I would push to relocate if that’s what you want.”

I jerked my head back, in awe of this woman and what she’d done. I was filled with so much happiness at that moment, I thought I might burst. To hear Sloan say those words. To know that she’d put this in place for us to be together.

“I know this is a lot—fast,” she said. “So I understand if you need some time to think about it—the job and where you’d want to live.”

“Are you kidding?” I cupped her cheek. “Yes. My answer is yes.”

“We can start off living in the same city or?—”

“The same city?” I barked out a laugh, cutting her off before she could say something even more ridiculous. “Sloan, hayati, I want to move in together. I love that you did this for us, and I absolutely want to be together. Wherever that is.”

“Don’t you want to know what your salary will be?” she teased.

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