“And I was going to graduate. Just not this semester.” I glance up at Lorenzo, blinking my tears away. “I missed you guys so much. And today, when I signed the contract for the partnership with Kora, I should’ve been so happy. My dreams were literally coming true. But all I could think about was how empty it felt without you by my side.”
“You signed the contract?” Lorenzo asks. “Hell yeah, baby!” He wraps me up in a hug, and Leo squeals when he’s squished between us. “We need to celebrate.”
I start sobbing, and he frames my face.
“Hey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I’m just so happy you’re here. How long are you in town for?”
“That depends on you.”
“Me?” I squeak.
“Well, I’m assuming you’ll be here until you graduate. Then you’ll have to decide where you want to move to afterward. LA … New York …”
“Lorenzo,” I breathe, “you were serious about moving here? But what about your company?”
“The company that I own?” He quirks a brow. “Dani is going to help run things. And I have a competent staff.”
Oh my God, he’s serious.
“I booked a hotel room close by while I secure a rental. Any chance I can convince you to spend the night with us?”
I lean in and kiss Lorenzo’s lips, needing to touch him in some way.
“No convincing necessary.”
Of course, the hotel room he booked isn’t a room. It’s a massive suite with three bedrooms and two bathrooms, a full-sized kitchen, dining room, and living room, and a nice-sized terrace overlooking the city.
“They’re saying it’s going to be ninety minutes to have the food delivered,” Lorenzo says. “Or thirty if I go pick it up.”
“Welcome to Seattle. You sure you want to live here? It’s different from the small town of Harbor Point.”
“If it’s where you are, then it’s where I want to be.”
He kisses my temple and stands. “I’ll go get the food. And by the time we’re done eating, thanks to the time difference, Leo should be ready for bed.”
He waggles his brows suggestively, and my lady parts light up in excitement.
“I can’t believe you’re here!” I grip the front of his shirt and pull him toward me for a kiss. “Thank you,” I whisper against his lips.
“Never have to thank me.” He gives Leo a kiss on the top of his head. “I’ll be back.”
38
Lorenzo
“About fucking time you answered your phone!” Matteo barks when I click Accept on the call.
“Sorry, man. We arrived in Seattle and—”
“She’s alive.”
A shiver races up my spine as I wrap my head around his words.
“What do you mean, she’s alive?”
“Leysa Santiago. The DNA results came back, and it wasn’t her who died in the fire.”