Page 240 of Billionaire Temptations

Shit. That was something I didn’t think about. If I was spending my weekends with Jackson, I wouldn’t be able to see my friends, which was a problem for me.

“Good point, Katie. I need to call Jackson and amend our contract.”

Walking over to the counter, I grabbed my phone from my purse and called Jackson.

“Hello, gorgeous,” he answered.

“Hey. I need to amend our agreement.”

“Okay. What do you need to amend?”

“Three of our four days a week can’t always be Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I need to spend time with my friends, and so do you.”

“Hmm. I didn’t think about that. Then we’ll stick to whatever four days we can.”

“Thanks, Jackson.”

“You’re welcome, Emily. I’ll call my attorney now.”

After ending the call, I dialed my OB/GYN’s office.

“East Gynecology, this is Mary.”

“Hi, Mary, it’s Emily Wade. Can you have Dr. Williams give me a call?”

“He’s in with a patient right now, but as soon as he’s finished, I’ll give him the message.”

“Thanks.”

Setting my phone down on the counter, I grabbed a piece of chocolate. Shit. I forgot to tell him that I met his sister. I picked my phone back up and sent him a text message.

“I totally forgot to tell you. I met your sister. She came into the shop on Saturday. She seems very nice.”

“Oh, good. I’m glad the two of you met before her party this upcoming Saturday.”

“Her party?”

“The birthday party I planned for her. It’s this Saturday, and I was hoping you’d come.”

“I would love to. Thanks for the invite.”

“You’re welcome. I have to get back to work. We’ll talk soon.”

“Bye, Jackson.”

Over the nextcouple of days, I was busy with the shop and seriously thought about not going through with my online boutique. The store next to mine had closed its doors and was up for lease, and since my shop was growing in merchandise and not space, I wanted to explore the possibility of expanding. As I sat in the backroom at my desk, reviewing some orders, Jackson walked in with a large manila envelope.

“Hi there.” I smiled. “What are you doing here?”

“I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by. Our contract is ready to be signed.”

“Great.” I got up from my seat. “Let’s have a look.”

Taking the papers out of the envelope, he handed them to me with a smile on his face.

“I already signed, so that means I’m in.” He winked.

The corners of my mouth curved upward at his sexy wink. Everything seemed in order when I looked over the papers, so I grabbed a pen and signed my name underneath his.

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