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“You’re seeing Ray?” Sutton asked.

“Yes. We don’t broadcast it, but I thought everyone knew.”

“I had no clue,” Flynn said.

“Well, now you do,” Karen said. “Look, you’ve both been through a lot. The last thing either of you need is more stress. We can talk about this in more detail when you’re back in the office. But, Sutton, I know you want to report on bigger issues, and Flynn, Aubrey and I are interested in exploring the idea you had for Heart Stories.”

Sutton turned curiously to Flynn. “Heart Stories?”

He squeezed her leg again. “That’s the name of the show I pitched for you.”

Tears sprang into her eyes again.

“Well, I’ll be damned,” his grandfather said.

“Sutton.” Karen’s softer tone drew her eyes to the phone. “You’re a strong reporter, and we don’t want to lose you. But this industry is relatively small, and I’m aware of the offer from GNN.”

“I’m not taking it,” she said quickly. “I realized I don’t want to report on the types of stories they cover.”

“Maybe not, but I know you have bigger aspirations, so I’d like to suggest that you and Flynn discuss the idea he pitched, since it sounds like you weren’t aware of the details. Then, when you’re back in the office, we can all discuss it and brainstorm, and see where it goes.”

“That would be incredible. Thank you.” She beamed at Flynn, her heart overflowing.

“Aubrey and I were so impressed by the Amazon footage, we’re leaning toward having you two do more shows in that same fashion.” Karen’s gaze shifted to Flynn. “We think the audience is going to love your dynamic, but with Flynn’s aversion to being on camera, that might not work.”

“I’ll give it some thought,” Flynn said, shocking Sutton.

“Okay, well, you two get some rest.”

“Wait,” Sutton said. “One more thing. I’d still like to do the story about Flynn’s grandfather’s discovery, if that’s okay.”

Karen smiled. “No wonder you and Flynn are together. You’re like two stubborn peas in a pod. I’ll let the crew know they’re sticking around for another couple of days.”

After they ended the call, it was like a weight had lifted from Sutton’s shoulders.

“Are you really going to think about being on camera, or did you just say that to appease your boss?” his grandfather asked.

“I don’t have to think about it.” He took Sutton’s hand and held her gaze as he said, “I enjoyed the hell out of filming with you. I’m definitely willing to do more of it.”

Excitement bubbled up inside her. “You are?”

“Yes. I only said I’d think about it because I didn’t want to make it too easy for her or give her the upper hand in negotiations. You can thank Victory and Seth for teaching me a thing or two about how to negotiate.”

“Look at that,” his grandfather said. “Our boy is finally done hiding.”

“What have I always said, Bradshaw?” his grandmother asked.

His grandfather reached between their rocking chairs and took her hand as he said, “Love is the most powerful impetus of all.”

“I think you’re right,” Sutton said, gazing at Flynn, feeling lighter, happier, more in love than she ever imagined possible. “Heart Stories, huh?”

“It seems fitting, since you are my heart story.”

“Oh, Flynn.” As she leaned in to kiss him, she said, “You’re my heart story, too.”

Chapter Forty-Two

SUTTON SAT ON her parents’ living room floor wrapping gifts with her mother for Hadley and her adorable twin baby brothers, Harrison and Harvey, who they called Hank and who was named for Jock’s old friend, and for Joey and her new baby sister, Antoinette, who they called Toni and who Joey named for the skater Tony Hawk. It was the week before Christmas, and Sutton and Flynn were back on the island for the third weekend in a row. Flynn was determined not to miss a single event of the holiday festivals. They’d come the weekend of the Christmas tree lighting and last weekend for the flotilla. Today he was helping her father and Archer load crates of wine into Archer’s truck for the annual holiday dance and charity auction taking place at Silver House later that evening.