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“I need to speak to Austin first. I’m not sure if he wants to go there again or somewhere else.”
“Should I book and ask them to hold the reservation?”
“Let me speak to him first.”
Austin had gone surfing, and I left a voicemail on his phone. He promised to teach me, but so far, we spent most of our weekends in bed or in front of my pool or his. He called me an hour later when he was driving home.
“I got your voicemail. Do you want to go to the Maldives again?” he asked.
“I have, for the past few years. It would be sentimental since it’s where we met.”
“My villa or yours?”
“Does it matter? We’ll be sharing one this time.”
“I like yours better. It’s where I made love to you for the first time. Book it for the day after the New Year. I don’t start school until the fourteenth.”
“So ten days then?”
“Works for me. Maybe I’ll make your dreams come true this time and take a bath with you.”
I chuckled. “I’ll believe it when I see it. You hate baths.”
“But for you, I could deal with it.”
“I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Hold away, darling.”
“I have a meeting with Hassan in five minutes. I’ll talk to you later. Drive carefully.”
“Always do, Sammy, my sweet.”
We hung up, and I prepared for my meeting. Hassan and the board were still hunting for an animation studio to purchase. So far, they’d come up empty because either the company wasn’t well established, or they had large financial debt. Hassan walked through my open office door a few minutes later.
“Samantha.”
I looked up at his voice. “Hassan. Have you found a suitable studio yet?”
He sat down on my couch and crossed his legs. “We’re still looking. I wanted to run something by you.”
I frowned. “What is it?”
“We have located a possible. The financials are in order, but we have a problem.”
“And that is?”
“It’s on the East Coast. New York to be exact.”
“What’s the problem?”
“Besides being three thousand miles away? We would need to place some of our senior staff there for several months. One person in particular.”
I shook my head. “No,” I said.
He held his hand up to stop me. “It wouldn’t be permanent. We would be cleaning house of management. You can build your team from the ground up, and when it’s done, you can come back to Los Angeles.”
“And what of my duties here in this office?”
