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Jared had been awarded partner last year and was currently the biggest pain in my ass. Nitpicking my every move as he assessed if I was partner-worthy myself.

Quietly, Matthew stepped into the office, placed the tray with a carafe and cups on a table by the window.

“Sunshine. Hear me out,” Tag said, tucking his hands in the pockets of his denim coat. “If you give me the time and I can’t convince you to come home, then I’ll go.”

“Matthew,” I said, my eyes riveted to Tag and the beard on his face that looked impossibly soft. This was undoubtedly a mistake, but I was going to honor my teenage self. “Thank you for the coffee. Could you do me a favor and call my dear friend over at 4 Charles and ask him if he can get me a table for two tonight?”

“Tonight?” There was a pitch to his voice that I knew all too well. It was histhat’s impossibletone.

But I had transformed myself from Sunshine Calloway of Last Hope Gulch, to Kaitlyn Calloway, senior leader of one of the largest brokerage firms in America.

Which meant nothing was impossible.

“Tell Johnny it’s a special occasion,” I said, with a smile to Tag. “There is an oldfriendfrom home visiting in town.”

Tag smiled back and I had to look away, flustered and weirdly giddy.

Cowboy charm. It was a helluva thing.

TWO

TAG

New York fucking City.

How the fuck did people breathe in this place? The only thing that made walking on the sidewalks tolerable, was the fact everybody knew where they were fucking going and they were trying to get there fast.

Claustrophobic as hell from the steel and glass buildings surrounding me, I didn’t look up. Just kept my eyes forward and counted down the street blocks until I got to my hotel.

Once there, I had to ride the tin can up to my floor, which I also hated.

It was me and two other men on the elevator. We were so tightly caged, that at one point, a shoulder brushed against mine. I growled in my throat at the man standing too close to me. He immediately crowded the other guy instead.

Good choice.

As soon as the doors opened, I stepped out, even though I knew it wasn’t my floor. I found the staircase at the end of the hall and climbed the extra eight floors just to avoid the moving box.

The room where I was staying was considered a deluxe. It barely fit a king-sized bed and a desk.

The view, though…this was why so many people chose to live on top of each other in this city. It was why Sunshine chose to live here. When you were this high, it felt a little like floating on top of the world.

My cell phone buzzed in my pocket and I checked the screen.

Harmony: Did you find her? Did she say yes? Did she kick you in the balls?

Me: Yes. No. No. Going to have dinner tonight.

Harmony: Remember what I told you.

Me: Yes. No picking her up and carrying her out of the city allowed. Even though it would solve a lot of problems.

Harmony: Yes, that too. But you can’t tell her the real reason she needs to come home. You just have to make her come home. To her family.

Family. That was a loaded word these days.

But I understood family. Dad, the McGraws. Hell, everyone in Last Hope Gulch was family. Good, bad or ugly.

Only I didn’t think about Sunshine like family.