Page 66 of Deep Waters
“The business?”
“The land.”
Zach’s grin broadened. “Honestly, I think Simon’s dad should give it to you as a wedding present.”
“Not to point out the obvious, but I didn’t marry his son.”
Any concerns I’d had about Zach not understanding my motives faded. He was always on my team. Remembering that sent a rush of warmth through me.
“That doesn’t matter. You still helped his son find happiness in your own way. I think that kind of loyalty deserves a little land gift.”
Snorting, I laughed gently. “I’m sure his dad doesn’t see it that way, but he promised to let me make the first offer. My ‘relationship’ with Simon gave me plenty of time to save up for the down payment.”
“How is your dad going to feel about you buying the land your family business sits on from beneath him?”
“He’s going to be furious. But it might be the only way to get him to really see me as a business partner.”
“He’s not going to see it as a hostile takeover?”
“Oh, he will. But once he realizes I’m the only one who really wants the business, I’m hoping he’ll calm down.”
“And maybe show you the respect you deserve.”
“Ha. I wouldn’ttake it that far.”
“Hm.” The glint in Zach’s eyes made me nervous.
“Don’t you talk to him either. He’s my dad.”
“He’d better treat my girl right. Even family isn’t entitled to knock you.”
“Do you want to tell that to Gran, or shall I?”
He laughed. “That’s teasing. It’s how Fenwicks show love.”
“So, you’re saying she loves you a whole hell of a lot?”
He chuckled. “You too. Check your phone.”
“Twenty-seven messages?”
“Welcome to the family group chat, love.”
My breath stalled in my chest. I figured he’d drop our news in the chat. Not add me to it.
“Zach Fenwick. What have you done?”
“Made it clear to my family how much I love you, without saying a word.”
“Is it still love if the number of unread messages climbs to forty-seven?” I joked, eyes bright with unshed tears.
He grabbed my phone, tossing it aside and gathered me into his arms. “I don’t know. But let’s ignore our phones for a while and find out.”
Chapter 29 – Zach
Rae mewled softly, frowning in her sleep as I slid from behind her. A faint thump echoed through the house downstairs.Thump.There it was again. Gliding silently toward the stairs, I grabbed the first thing I could find as an improvised weapon.
A dark figure floated across the living room. I gripped Tae’s bat tighter, creeping forward. A familiar voice cursed in the darkness, and I flicked on the light.
