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“We love you too, sweetheart.” I kissed her forehead.
Chapter Thirty-Six
Ashton
It was strange walking downstairs first thing in the morning and not seeing Sylvia there. I needed to find another housekeeper and fast. There was no way I would expect Charlotte to clean the house with everything she has going on.
I was on cloud nine walking into my office.
“Good morning, Lila.” I grinned.
“Morning, Ashton. Coffee?”
“Yes, please. Tell Charlie I need to see him.”
I set my briefcase down, took off my suit coat, and sat behind my desk.
“What’s up?” Charlie asked, as Lila followed him in and handed me my coffee.
“Thanks, Lila. Charlie, sit.”
“You’re awfully commanding this morning.” He smirked. “But there’s something different about you today.” His brows furrowed.
“I told Charlotte I loved her over the weekend and we’re officially a couple.” I smiled.
“You finally saw the light?”
“I did, and I probably never would have if you didn’t push me toward it.”
“Well, friend. I’m incredibly happy for you. Maybe now you’ll stop being a dick.” He grinned.
“Very funny.”
“How did Eloise take the news?”
“She’s very happy. The talent show is this Friday night, and I expect you to be there.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Excuse me, Ashton. You have a call on line 1,” Lila said.
“Thanks, Lila.” I pushed the button. “Ashton Cross.”
“Hello, Mr. Cross. This is Darlene calling from the furniture store. I’m just calling to make sure you’re happy with your new sectional.”
“I’m very happy with it.”
“Excellent. Have a nice day.”
“You too.” I ended the call.
“A new sectional? Why did you buy a new couch? Your other one was in perfect condition.”
“You’re right. It was in perfect condition until Charlotte and I came home from the festival on Saturday and found my mother and father having sex on it.”
“What?” His eyes widened.
“I don’t want to talk about it. I’m scarred for life.”
