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“Because you still work for them,” Emily said. “Just not in Chicago.”
A glance passed between them that made Kyra want to melt into Will as the air vibrated with emotion.
“I’m only a lab rat now,” Max said.
Kyra knew that Max was a brilliant researcher, currently doing what he loved instead of running a corporation. It made her believe Will would also be happier when he had disentangled himself from Cronus and started his master’s in education in January.
“Sorry I missed the ribbon cutting,” Schuyler said, dashing up to them, her coat billowing out behind her. She kissed Kyra and Will. “But I got the final divorce agreement signed between Bethany Winslett and her jerk bastard of a husband. She’ll never have to worry about money again.”
“Isn’t that your last official case with Chase, Banfield, and Trost?” Kyra asked.
“It is!” Schuyler threw her arms in the air. “So celebrations all around.” She let her hands fall to her sides. “Of course, you’re a step ahead of me, Kyra. How’s it feel to be an undergrad again?”
“Like trying to get a drink of water from a fire hydrant,” Kyra said. “I love it.”
“I’m getting an education, too, because she’s so excited that she shares it with me,” Will said.
Kyra nudged him in the ribs with her elbow. “Don’t worry, I’ll let you practice your teaching techniques on me when the time comes.”
“I don’t want to hear about what techniques my brother uses on you,” Schuyler said with a smirk.
Kyra felt a flush heat her cheeks, but Will laughed. “You have a gutter brain, Sky. Go get yourself some food and stop embarrassing Kyra.”
“Sorry, but you guys are so lovey-dovey that it gets kind of nauseating sometimes.” Schuyler grinned and spun away to grab a plate from the buffet.
“Lovey-dovey?”Kyra sputtered.
Emily smiled. “It’s wonderful to see you together. You’re so engaged with each other.”
Will’s arm was like a steel bar around Kyra’s waist. “Since I almost lost her once, maybe I hang on more tightly now.”
“If that’s what she means by lovey-dovey, I’m okay with it,” Kyra said. “But we’re not sappy.”
“Never sappy,” Max agreed, but his eyes were amused.
Greg strode up and cast a quick glance around them before saying, “If I have to smile and be polite for one more second, my face is going to crack.” He looked accusingly at Will. “You didn’t warn me about this PR garbage when you convinced me to take over as CEO. I may resign and force you to come back.”
“Not a chance,” Will said without a second’s hesitation.
“Yeah, you’ve got better things to do,” Greg said, giving Kyra a kiss. “And I don’t blame you for wanting to do them with this lovely lady.”
“Is this National Embarrass Kyra Day?” Kyra asked, but she hugged the newly promoted CEO. She and Greg had bonded over their blue-collar backgrounds and then joined forces to tease Will about his life of privilege. “You did a great job of projecting CEO mightiness today.”
“I noticed you bowed out of being in front of the cameras,” Greg said. “You should have been front and center since you started the whole 3Cs project.”
“All I did was throw together a few basic ingredients after an hour’s research on the Internet,” Kyra said.
“And convince our former CEO to invest in the whole idea,” Greg said.
Will waved a hand in dismissal. “Will you ever stop bringing that up?”
“Nope.” Greg grinned. “Because it bothers you every time.” He turned to Emily and Max. “He doesn’t like to be reminded that he allowed love to affect his business judgment.”
“Not true,” Will said. “I don’t like being reminded that I let business affect my love.”
Kyra’s heart did a little cha-cha in her chest, and she gave his back a quick rub of gratitude.
“I’m going to eat some of our food before the TV people finish it all,” Greg said, following in Schuyler’s footsteps.
