Page 65 of Saving Bonnie

Punching the code on the lock, I let myself into the house. “Morning,” I call out to nobody in particular. Over the past few weeks, I’ve gotten used to announcing myself, since Iris is living here. I don’t want to walk in during anything that might embarrass her.

“Office,” Dante replies from down the hall.

Bunny goes from taking in the living area to tilting her head and narrowing her eyes. Dante mentioned liking Bunny, which means they’ve interacted. She might be trying to place the familiar voice.

Despite the hollow in my chest, I take her hand and lead her to Dante’s office.

“Bunny.” Iris’s surprised voice comes from behind us. Her happy smile puts me at ease.

Bunny whirls around. “Iris.” Though I can’t see her face, I can hear the happiness in her voice. Her pace slows, and I tug on her hand a bit to keep her moving.

“Iris, can you join us?” I wave her over. Dressed in loose shorts and a T-shirt, she’s right at home now.

I catch Dante’s gaze as we enter the large office. He’s sitting at his desk, looking as uncomfortable as I am. We’re likely both on the same track. How will Bunny react? And what will Iris think of all this?

Bunny digs in her heels, stopping to hug her friend. “What are you doing here?”

Iris’s questioning expression is so similar to Bunny’s, I can’t help but grin. “Dante has me on lockdown.”

“Dante.” Bonnie releases her and shifts to see around me. “I see you got your act together.”

Now, I see the sharp look he mentioned before.

He chuckles coming from behind the desk to greet her. “I suppose you’re right.” He gives her a quick hug.

Although I keep my expression neutral, I know exactly how long he took. Damn, I’d written off my annoyance at Rick’s attention because he was an asshole. Turns out I have a jealous streak when it comes to her.

I hook two of her fingers in mine. “Come on, let’s sit down.”

Settling on the couch, I turn to Dante. “Bunny called her landlord this morning.”

Dante gives me a simple nod.

“She was told the building’s been sold.”

He sits back. “Tino was concerned you might lose the building.”

Bunny turns to me, a brow raised in suspicion.

“I contacted the McClelland office and worked out a deal.” Her attention returns to Dante. “If you didn’t contact them by Tuesday, the building was mine.”

Her shoulders sag. “What?” Her eyes are bright with tears and confusion.

“It’s yours, Bunny,” I assure her. “You can have it or buy it. Whatever makes you happy. I just didn’t want you to lose out because of money.”

Her bottom lip trembles, and she blinks back the tears threatening to fall.

“I apologize,” Dante interrupts. “It was bought in trust, so you could have an option to buy now that your circumstances have changed.”

Oh hell. I really should have gotten with him before coming by. Dante shuts his eyes slowly, realizing he said too much.

Seconds tick by, and Bunny exhales. “So, I suppose it wasn’t Saul who put the money in my account.”

“Saul?” Iris asks, trying to follow along.

“I thought Saul took money from my bank account.”

“Oh my God. If you need it,” Iris offers.

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