Page 163 of Not the Boss of the Year

"Fine." Kingston starts laughing and hangs up. "Do you know anything about this?" he asks.

"I mean, I did tell Lila that I was really upset that you told me to go on to the show and that you seemed to have no issue with it and that you were going to give me the time off. And she was like, 'He sounds like an idiot. He has no idea what he's saying.' And that was it. She didn't tell me that she was going to have someone call and pretend to be a producer. I am so mad. I can't believe she did that."

"I'm not." He grins. "I think I know why she did it."

"Oh?" I ask.

"They did it because I was being a fool. They did it because it didn't even cross my mind what it actually meant for you to be on a show like that. They did it because it spurred me into action, knowing that I didn't want to lose you. I've known that I love you for a while and I was okay with the status quo. I was okay with what we had because I didn't feel threatened. But what we had wasn't enough. What we had was surface level and I want to step it up a notch. I want you to know that I claim you, that I want you, that I need you. You are my everything."

"I love you," I say softly as I kiss him on the lips.

"Not as much as I love you. Though I do have a question." He grins.

"What?"

"Are you going to submit an application to the newspaper that I am the best boss of the year now, or…?"

I burst out laughing and shake my head. "You may be the best boyfriend, but you're definitely still not the best boss." I giggle. "Yeah, that's not going to happen."

“I think you have that wrong that I'm not the best boss, don’t you?”

“I promise, you’d definitely win the not the boss of the year award."

"Okay," he says. "But what about the boss of your heart?"

"Oh, you'll definitely win the boss of my heart award because I love you more than anything and I'm so glad that we're on this journey together, figuring out our lives and love and just where we want to go from here. You know I wouldn't want to do life with anyone else other than you, right? And you know I want you to move in with me."

"But Elisabetta," I say, frowning.

"You barely see her. Isn't she having a full-blown love affair with that old guy?"

"Yeah." I nod. "But I don't know that it's going well. I mean, she does seem happy enough."

"See?" he says. "She's not going to miss you and I miss you every night that you're not by my side."

"You really want me to move in with you?"

"More than anything. I want you to live with me forever because I will love you forever, and when it's time, we'll become engaged and then married and have kids and?—"

"Whoa, what? Have kids? You want to have kids?"

"With you Skye, I want to do everything. I want to travel the world and explore and I want to be the subject of your book. Shit, you can even call it My Lover Kingston Chase if you want."

"I am not going to call my book My Lover Kingston Chase."

"Fine. You can just call it Kingston."

I giggle. "You're a goof, you know that?"

"I know, but only when I'm with you. I love you."

"I love you more. I love you to the moon and back. I love you to the bedroom and back," I say, grinning.

"Then let's go, honey."

"After we go shopping," I say.

"Fine." He groans. "But let's do it quickly because there's nothing I want more than to have you by my side forever."

"Um, what's that got to do with your bedroom?"

"Nothing, but I just thought it sounded sweet."

"You are sweet," I say, kissing him.

He grabs my hand and squeezes it. "I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you."

"It’s a good thing you don't have to wait then, because we will be exploring and traveling forever," I say. "And nothing means more to me than going on this journey with you.”

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