“What is it?” Millie demands. “The suspense is killing me.”
“It’s a freaking car.”
“Not just any car,” Brooks says, looking over my shoulder. “A Porsche. Nice, man. Macan or Cayanne?”
“Macan,” Connor replies, and Brooks nods, clearly pleased with my new ride.
“I don’t need a new vehicle.”
Connor smirks. “Any time the wordsmy brother had to put new brakes on my carfall from your perfect mouth, you need a new car, bumble.”
“Swoonfest,” Dani says, making me giggle.
“Please let this be the last thing for today.”
“I promise,” he says against my ear. “Want to have a look at it?”
“Are you kidding? I’m gonna give rides to everyone here.”
“Shotgun!” Blake announces, and we all walk outside. I don’t have to search for it. The sexy SUV is pearly white and adorned with a huge red ribbon on top.
“Holy shit.”
Connor chuckles, slipping his hand in mine once more. “It should handle great in the snow.”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
CONNOR
It’s been two weeks since Billie’s birthday, and one week since I’ve seen her.
I’m going out of my bleedin’ fecking mind.
“We’ll be landing in Dublin in fifteen minutes,” the pilot says over the speaker, and I turn to Miller.
“We should be headed home.”
Miller works for me, but he’s also my friend. One of the few people in this world who I trust implicitly.
“And why aren’t we?” he asks with a raised brow.
“Because my bloody board wants a goddamn meeting.” I scrub my hand down my face. I just spent a week in New York without my angel, and the penthouse felt …wrong.
Everything feels so wrong without her.
I was supposed to go home two days ago, yet there have been issues and delays that keep me from going to Montana.
And it’s pissing me the fuckoff.
The plane touches down, and once in the waiting SUV, we head straight for the offices.
As I walk through the building to my office, everyone gives me a wide berth. I’m pissed as fuck, moody, and I don’t know why I’ve been summoned here when I could have likely handled whatever they want to talk about from the comfort of my home.
With Billie in my lap.
As soon as I walk into the office, my phone rings, and I scowl when I see Simon’s name on video call.
“Yes.”