Page 68 of Billionaire Unforgettable: Tanner

I had to admit that my patience was getting razor thin.

It was hell being with Hannah and not touching her.

At this point, Hannah was either going to trust me…or she wouldn’t.

She’d said that she was starting to trust me in Helena.

These last few weeks had either pushed her to the point where she could trust me to start over…or not.

Being in limbo and not knowing my fatewaskilling me.

I nodded as Devon sent me an empathetic glance.

My younger brother might act like an insensitive asshole sometimes, but when it was really important, he dropped that persona and acted like a brother who gave a shit.

I might not always like his methods, but I couldn’t argue about how much he cared.

“I’ll return the favor someday,” I promised him.

“I’m never going to need advice on my love life because I don’t have or want one,” he said nonchalantly.

I didn’t believe that.

Some woman was going to knock Devon on his ass someday.

Devon wasn’t as cold as he wanted people to think he was.

He just buried his heart under a whole lot of bullshit.

It would take a tough female to reach the real Devon, but when she did, all hell would break lose, and I looked forward to watching that particular show when it happened.

Hannah

“Ican’t possibly go to New York for the weekend,” I told Tanner the next day. “Glam Anywhere is getting ready to launch. I’m too busy.”

It was Thursday, and we’d just had dinner at Tanner’s house.

He’d just casually dropped the fact that we were going to New York for the weekend like it was already a done deal.

I was settled on the couch when Tanner handed me a glass of wine and seated himself next to me with a bottle of beer from a local microbrewery.

“You can and you will. The business is ready to launch. You don’t need to be fretting over things over the weekend,” he said firmly. “I got the best tickets in the house to see Wicked on Broadway. We never got a chance to see it, and you mentioned that you never saw it in Seattle. I know it was at the top of your wish list. I knew you’d refuse to take enough time off to go to Australia, but this is something we can do. When we signed ourcontract, you promised not to work on weekends unless it’s an emergency. And you have Reese now to manage the office.”

“We’re so close to launch. It is an emergency,” I informed him.

All of the things he’d said were true.

At his insistence, I’d hired a manager because it made sense. My duties were extensive as the new owner, and even though I’d argued that I could manage the office myself to lower overhead, Tanner would have none of it. Since his reasoning had made sense, I’d hired Reese to take care of the day-to-day duties and issues so I could focus on branding and marketing the business.

And yes, I had promised not to work weekends because I didn’t want to get burned out and unfocused because I was exhausted.

However, the closer we got to launch, the more things I had to get completed.

“Did you really get tickets to Wicked?” I asked, touched because he’d done that just for me.

Tanner didn’t mind the theater, but he didn’t love Broadway shows nearly as much as I did.

He nodded. “I also booked us restaurant reservations.”

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