There’s only one way to find out what he’ll think of this. I reach for my phone, ready to call him, then stop.

I need to tell him in person. This moment deserves more than a hasty phone call or a text message lost amidst a sea of emojis and exclamation points. It needs to be tangible. We need to look into each other’s eyes. I need to see his reaction in good time — be it good or bad.

I’ll wait for him to come home. When he walks through the door, weary from his flight but still carrying that infectious energy that drew me to him all those years ago, I’ll take his hands in mine. And with a kiss, I’ll usher him into a future brimming with possibility.

For now, the secret dances within me, a silent symphony only I can hear. I tuck the tests away, a promise etched in pink, and straighten my spine.

“See you soon, Oliver,” I whisper, a vow that stretches beyond the miles that separate us. “We’ve got a surprise waiting for you.”

CHAPTER 23

OLIVER

Sunlight filters through the oval window of the jet, casting a warm glow on the leather seat beside me. I lean back, fatigue from fighting for the Riverfront deal settling into my bones. The property would be a game-changer for the company, and I’ve done everything I can to secure it.

Now, there’s nothing to do but cross my fingers and wait.

I fish my phone out of my pocket, thumbing through notifications until her name lights up the screen — Nora.

A grin splits my face. It’s only been a day, but that’s too long to go without hearing her laugh or feeling her in my arms. This deal had me tied up in knots, but she’s been my anchor, steadfast and true even from miles away.

Missed you every second, I type, my heart hitching with each letter.

I wait, eager for the ping of her reply.

Counting down the minutes, she answers, a string of heart emojis trailing her text. Got something big to tell you. Can’t wait.

Something big? My pulse quickens at her cryptic message. Anticipation mingling with a hint of anxiety.

What could it be? A new opportunity at work? Or maybe something more personal? The possibilities send my mind racing.

Can’t wait to hear it. Landing soon. I’ll be at the office in about an hour. I hit send, wishing the jet could fly faster.

We haven’t seen each other since I flew out for this last-minute meeting, and her absence feels like a hole in my day.

The plane begins its descent, and as buildings and bridges come into sharper focus, my thoughts drift to Nora, to us, and to the future that awaits just beyond the horizon. Whatever it brings, we’re ready.

From the jet, I hop into my car and book it towards the office. I’m still riding high from the meeting, the adrenaline rush of closing in on a deal mixing with the buzz of seeing Nora. As I weave through the traffic, the city feels like it’s mine — every skyscraper, every bustling street corner, a testament to dreams within reach.

My phone vibrates against the console, and I snatch it up, expecting a message from Nora. Instead, Greg Dalton’s name flashes across the screen.

My heart hammers in my chest as I hit the speaker button. “Oliver speaking.”

“Morning, Oliver!” Greg’s voice comes through, bright and clear. “Hope I caught you at a good time.”

“Always a good time for good news,” I reply, easing into the next lane as I sense where this is going.

“Then you’re in luck. Your offer’s been accepted. The Riverfront property is yours.”

I grip the steering wheel tighter, a triumphant grin stretching across my face. “That’s incredible! Thank you for everything.”

“Happy to be involved. That land’s been waiting for someone like you.”

We exchange a few more pleasantries, discussing the next steps and timelines. This development is my newest legacy, a chance to sculpt the New York skyline.

It’ll take a higher degree of focus, though. More flying back and forth than I’ve ever done before. But it will also put my hand into the New York real estate market in a big way.

It’ll be rough being away from Nora so much. But maybe she can come with me sometimes. Maybe I can get us an apartment in New York to stay at whenever we’re there.