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“What the hell, Anna? You’re quitting? You didn’t even discuss it with me first!” he shouted.

“Okay. Calm down and stop yelling.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down! This is bullshit!” He threw the letter across his desk and rubbed his forehead. “Is this because of our fight?”

“It has something to do with it. But not because I don’t like working for you. I do. Wes, this isn’t for me, and you know it. I’m not a personal assistant. I have personal assistants. I’m used to being a boss. I’m used to being in charge of things, not being in charge of other people’s things.”

“You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s just I like having you here in the office with me every day.”

“And I like being here with you every day, but I can’t spend the rest of my life being your personal assistant. I hope you can understand that.”

“I do.” He sighed. “Come here.” He wrapped his arms around me, and I laid my head on his shoulder. “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to run a cupcake business.”

“What?!” He broke our embrace.

“I know you’re in shock, but you shouldn’t be. I gave it a lot of thought over the weekend, and I met with Francine. I ran the numbers, and it’s going to work. I’m going to make it work.”

“And where are you getting the money to invest in this cupcake shop?”

“Have you forgotten who I am?” I arched my brow. “I have the money.”

“You’re serious about this?”

“Dead serious. We’re calling it the Cupcake Nook.”

“Cute name.”

“It’s going to be more than just a cupcake shop. We’re going to have a coffee and tea station and cute little tables and chairs set up for people to come in and enjoy some coffee or tea with their cupcakes. We’ll have Wi-Fi and a small room off to the side where people can book tea parties, and parents can hold birthday parties for their children. We’re going to make it a big event.”

He stood there with a smile on his face.

“You’re really excited about this.”

“I am. You wait and see, Mr. Carter, this is going to be a huge success.”

“If you’re running it, I have no doubt. Congratulations, Miss Young.”

“Thank you.” I kissed his lips.

Chapter Twenty-Six

FOUR MONTHS LATER

Wes

“Hey, buddy. I need you to sign this before I send it to our lawyers,” Christopher spoke as he handed me a contract.

I picked up my pen, gave the contract a final look over, and signed on the dotted line.

“Want to go grab some lunch?”

“I’d love to, but I can’t. I told Anna I’d drop by the shop. Tomorrow is the grand opening.”

“Damn. Already?”

“Yeah. She’s been working so hard. I just hope it goes well for her.”

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