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He asks the question with his eyes. If I lean in now, if I wrap my arms around him and kiss him the way I want to, he’ll take me here, on his desk.

“Hey, Lis. You ready to get back to it?” Tina calls.

The moment shatters. Spencer turns away from me, passing me the plate and sitting behind his desk once more. Tina leans into the office just as he sits, sending me a questioning look.

“Yeah. I’m ready.” I turn away from him and walk back to the kitchen, the heat that had been in his eyes keeping me warm for the rest of the day.

Chapter 28

Spencer

The morning of the first day of the Pride festival is busier than I anticipated. I receive a phone call first thing, which leads to an emergency meeting with Vic. Once the meeting is over, I place another phone call.

“Hello?” Daze answers when she picks up.

“Hey, it’s Spencer.”

“Spencer?”

“Spencer Cole.”

She takes a breath. “I actually didn’t know your last name, so that’s not exactly helpful. But I only know one Spencer. I’m just confused as to why you’re calling.”

“Well,” I say slowly, dragging out the moment, “how would you feel about getting married in seven weeks?”

“Excuse me?”

“We had a cancellation in the middle of September. They’ve lost their deposit. I already talked to Vic. We have a lot of stuff already ordered for this wedding. We won’t be getting our deposits back on any of it. We’ve hired people to work it. We have to pay those people whether they work or not. Vic agreed to offer you the date first for the remainder of the fees.”

“How much?”

“You’ll be getting a fifty per cent reduction in price. Of course, we’ll have to make sure Tina is good to run the kitchen that night. I feel like our head chef will be busy.”

“This is… I can’t believe… I’d have to talk to Sophie.”

I grin. “Of course. Talk to Sophie. Think about it. You’re coming by for the party tonight, right?”

“Yeah. Lis gave us the tickets.”

“Come a bit early and we can show you what we have. If you want to make any changes, we can discuss what that will do to the cost. I know it’s short notice, so you may not want to take the date what with dresses and everything. Vic said you can have until Sunday night to decide. Monday, we’ll release the date for other potential events.”

We finish the call and I hang up, getting back to the preparations for the party. About an hour later, my phone rings. I answer it, half expecting to hear from Daze. Instead, it’s Sam, my realtor.

“Hey, Sam. Got another condo for me to consider?”

“I do. And I think you’ll be happy about this one.”

“What is it?”

“Remember the condo where we met? You said you really liked it, but you wished it was a few floors up and facing the water? How would you feel about the tenth floor?”

I go into my office and close the door, leaning against it.

“Are you serious? South-facing, tenth floor?”

“Yep. Same layout, just inverted. All fittings are the same.”

“Sam. I want it. Put the offer in.”

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