Page 126 of Finding Redemption

“It’s done.” I roll my eyes, biting back my thoughts on this reunion.

“Do you feel okay?” Alden feels my head. “You look ashen, pale as a ghost.”

“My stomach feels weird. Who am I kidding? This entire thing feels off.” I shiver when a chill runs down my spine. “I don’t know. I guess I’m psyching myself out.”

“If Walker can’t go with you, I will. You’ll be fine. We’ll protect you.” He throws his arm around me, making me feel safe like always.

“I know. I’ll be okay. It’s something else, I feel off. Like, something bad is about to happen.” I can’t shake this feeling of dread.

I want Walker. He’ll make everything right.

Walker’s office is dark when I stroll through the front door today. Donna must’ve already gone home today. I kick my heels off near the door, stalking my prey. A desk lamp shines through the hall. He sits behind it, twirling a pen with one hand, studying a paper.

His profile is breathtaking. Can a man be breathtaking? He damn well is. Strong jawline, muscle you can see through his shirts. Well defined chest and a smile that’ll knock any girl on her ass. His eyes are glacier blue when he’s feeling wicked and ocean blue when he whispers, “I love you.”

How damn lucky am I?

“Hey, handsome.” I stand by Walker’s office door, watching him pour over paperwork. “What’cha doin’?”

“You, beautiful, are a sight for sore eyes. Come over here.” He spins his chair around, patting his thigh, welcoming my plump ass. I walk over, sliding into his lap as his hand finds my ass and he reads a paper. “I’m finalizing a deal. I won’t be long.” He kisses the top of my head and I swoon.

“That’s it, baby. Make that million so I can marry you and spend it all shopping.”

He laughs. “Anytime you want to marry me, I’d happily give you the checkbook.”

“How much are you making on this one?” I gaze at him as his eyes twinkle. I never ask about his bottom line, just his perfect bottom.

“Three point five.”

My mouth pops open, and I blink rapidly. “Million? Dollars?”

“Pesos.” His eyes meet mine, and he smiles boyishly. He’s adorable.

“You’re making three and a half million dollars on this deal? Seriously, Walker. You’re gonna end up with more money than God.”

“Not possible but it’s a goal.” He raises his brows.

“Smartass.” I lay my head on his shoulder, and he wraps his arm around me. “Are we cooking, or do you want me to order something while you finish up?”

“We’ll order tonight.” He kisses the top of my head.

I get the nerve up to be brave. “I’m meeting my dad next week.”

He lays his paper down, focusing on me. I can’t lie. I love when he does this. He’s working on huge deals and will lay it down for me.

“Do you want me to go with you?”

“I think Alden’s going if you don’t care. And if it’s okay, I want to come over here after to clear my head.”

“If that’s what you want, I’m good with it.” He runs his hand through my hair, gazing at me as if he’s memorizing my face. “Move in with me.” It’s a statement, not a question. I tilt my head back, my heart pounding at the thought. “I want to take care of you.”

“Are you sure?” I search his eyes, my pulse quickening. “You don’t think we’re rushing it?”

“I think I would’ve moved you in back in December, but I waited because I want you to want to do it.” He kisses my nose. “But if you feel rushed or like I’m pushing too hard, we can wait. I’m not going anywhere.”

I wrinkle my nose, laying my finger on my chin, pretending to ponder. “Is there a timeline for these things? You know, like rules to go by?”

“Some would say it’s too soon, but I don’t give a damn what they think. The only thing I care about is how you feel. That’s all.” He shrugs.