Page 24 of Mating at Midnight: Book 1

Looking at Levi, I tell him, “You are in charge today. Nyah and I will be taking the day off.”

“Braxton, I’m meeting with the contractors for the restaurant today,” Nyah discloses.

“And Levi will meet with them. This weekend is all about us,” I say.

“But Braxton, I have been talking with the contractor for days, lining up what we need done. I think it would be best if I meet with him,” Nyah argues.

Oh, this mate of mine. I press my lips together before asking, “And what time is this contractor supposed to be here?”

Grabbing her purse, Nyah takes her planner out. She flips through the pages before answering, “He’s scheduled to be here at ten-thirty.”

“And what do you have on your schedule after that?” I questioned.

Nyah scans her schedule before replying, “I have no other meetings, just seeing how the departments are doing with the changes.”

“Fine, you can meet with the contractor but after that, you can give Levi your notes, and I know you have detailed notes, and give them to Levi to check out the departments,” I said.

Nyah shook her head. “Braxton if you haven’t figured it out by now; I like to see things through that I started.” She raised her hand towards Levi. “I’m not saying you can’t get the job done, but I’ve put in the time and energy to take this hotel to the next level.”

Father bumps my knee. “You can never stop a woman with ambition.”

I understood what he was saying but I couldn’t help being selfish for wanting all Nyah’s time with me.

Reluctantly, I gave in. Peering at Nyah, I said, “Fine, but as soon as you’re done with the departments, that time becomes our time.”

Nyah grasped my chin, saying, “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She delicately pressed her lips against mine before standing. “If you gentlemen will excuse me, I only have a few minutes left before getting my workday started.” She starts to walk away, then stops. Looking over her shoulder. “Oh, and Braxton, I’ll make sure the front desk has a key card made for me.”

As she left out of the suite daddy, James, Levi, and a few of our guards couldn’t hold back their amusement.

“Fuck off,” I sneer before retreating to the master bedroom.

When I returned, father, James, and his men were gone. Levi and my guards were sitting around.

“Where’s my father and James?” I asked.

“They went back to the Midnight Pack lands to parlay with Alpha Lightfeather,” Levi replies, standing.

“I’m not surprised,” I counter.

Father wants everything to go smoothly with me and Nyah’s mating ceremony. So, for him to go and seek council with Alpha Lightfeather didn’t faze me one bit.

Moving my eyes from Levi and the guards in the room, I declare, “I want two of you at the front of the hotel and the rest in the back. Knowing my father, he probably put his men in those areas as well when they returned. When you get there, use your radios to reach Levi so he can confirm you’re where you’re supposed to be.”

They’re not argumentative or displeased with the change. They simply bow their heads in respect.

With the guards understanding my orders, we left the suite. As we were in the elevator, Levi expressed he would be gettinghis own suite for the weekend. I turned to my long-time friend and said, “I’m glad you brought this up.”

Levi chuckled. “Really Braxton, did you not think I knew what was coming? You have found your mate, and I wouldn’t do anything to keep the two of you apart, which is why I have reserved the suite below yours. I’ll just be one phone call away if you need me.”

“Thank you,” I humbly responded. “I told father a long time ago, you might be a Beta, but you show characteristics of an Alpha.”

Levi laughs. “I don’t know about that but I’m comfortable in the position I’m in.”

I pushed my shoulder into his, dropping the subject, but for some reason I felt there was some truth in what I said.

After making it to our office floor, Levi went to his and I did mine. I sighed entering the reception area of my office. Fonda was strategically positioned bending over the front of her desk, rifling through files. I know her skirt went against the guidelines of our dress code. I don’t know what she and Mr. Harris had going on, but it wouldn’t continue with us. I know how to keep things professional, but I think Fonda had other objectives. After hearing me enter, she quickly turned around and gave a toothy smile. The top she had on must have come from the kid’s section.

“Good morning, Mr. Hillard,” she greeted, then grabbed the stack of envelopes from her desk. “Here is your mail.”

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