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“I will be wherever those I care about most in my life need me to be. Mr. Reese has done a remarkable job bearing the responsibility of being in the limelight for the sake of the company; however, we’ve reached a point of transition where that duty should no longer fall solely on him.” My gaze effortlessly cuts over to Bryn. “And from a personal perspective, I am willing to be wherever the woman I want wearing my last name needs me to be…whenever…she needs me to be.”
She tucks her bottom lip out of sight once more.
“Aww…” Miss Danielson coos prior to shaking her head in an attempt to regain her focus. “Do you think Wilcox Enterprises will be making other changes in the near future?”
“Certainly. Acquisitions are continuously occurring and finding important endeavors to fund such as marine life research and conservation are also always on the docket.” Seeing her prepared to ask a follow-up prompts me to remind, “That’s two questions, Miss Danielson. You only have one left.”
Her open mouth suddenly becomes paralyzed in that position.
Wouldn’t want her to waste a precious opportunity.
Or not capitalize on another chance to prove my word to Bryn.
“When can we expect the woman, you want wearing your last name to be wearing it?”
“Very smooth you two,” sassily leaves the person we’re discussing. “Was this planned?”
Miss Danielson eagerly shakes her head. “No! Not at all! This is just…that question is,” her non phone holding hand waves around in circles, “really what people wanna know. Yeah, company stuff is whatever, but his personal life? That’s what people wanna hear and discuss and know. So, I skipped the hoops. Went straight for the jugular.” She shifts her stare back to me with a lifted brow. “When can we expect a proposal announcement, Mr. Wilcox?”
Rather than reply to her, I lock eyes with Bryn. “As soon as she says yes.”
Additional amusement and adoration flutter through her gaze pushing Miss Danielson to ask, “Can I get a picture or two?”
My attention snaps back to her.
“For verification purposes.”
“Is my voice not enough?”
“It would add to the credibility of this impromptu interview.”
Apprehension has me preparing to shake my head when Bryn slides to the spot beside me. “How about if we’re both in it?”
“Even better!” squeaks the reporter. “Ohmygod, could you two recreate the original photo?!” She gasps so loudly it stumbles us backwards. “It could become like your signature pose!”
“Why is that a thing?” I unhappily grump.
“Because people are the kissing fish in the social media tank of society.”
“That analogy is disturbingly accurate.”
“I know.” Bryn hits me with a mischievous smirk. “How many times do I have to tell you that I have brains and booty?”
“Beauty.”
“That too.” She curls against me right as I laugh, allowing me to completely relax into having her so close. Having her where she belongs. The only place she belongs. “Now, look into the camera while I kiss your cheek.”
Our eyes finding one another’s again precedes me insisting, “How about I look at you instead?” Before Bryn can argue, I gently cup the nape of her neck and quietly confess, “You have any idea how much I’ve missed you?”
“Not enough.”
The teasing response receives a low grumble. “Careful, Miss Winters, you sound like you’re flirting with me.”
“And if I am, Mr. Wilcox?”
“Then I might just let myself believe you could fall in love with me again.”
“Again implies I stopped at some point.”
