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“Oh, yeah. But I would expect nothing less after you got your work into a certain store that favors a little blue box.”
“Are you talking about Tiffany’s?” I breathe, my heart hammering in my chest and butterflies flapping around in my stomach. She nods and I press my hand to my heart. Oh my God. It’s so major that I can’t even wrap my mind around how much I’ve been able to accomplish in the five years I lost. “That’s crazy.”
“You should have heard your voice when you called to tell me. You could barely get the words out and you were crying. I was so proud of you.”
I grin as the elevator doors slide open, revealing a sleek lobby just like the one below us. Beyond that is a set of glass doors that lead into a wide open space. Mercedes guides me over to the doors and pulls them open.
“Right now, you just have this huge open room but you can do whatever you need to do to make it work for you. I know you need room for shipping and that might be the only thing we can’t accommodate here but I can help you look into other properties that might work for that.”
Staring around the room, a vision starts to unfold in front of me and I can see exactly how I can make this space work. Turning back to Mercedes, I smile.
“How much?”
“For you? Three thousand a month.”
My grin widens. “I’ll take it.”
“Yay!” she exclaims, clapping her hands together. “I’m so excited that you’re going to be working in the same building as me.”
“Me, too. I’m so ready to start building a life here.”
“So, that’s it, then? You’re not going back to Miami.”
I shrug. “I don’t see why I would. It’s not like there is anything left for me there, you know?”
“Besides Gavin,” she says as she links her arm through mine and we start back for the elevator. I shake my head.
“Obviously, I can’t say this for certain since my memory still hasn’t come back but I don’t think it matters. This feels like home and what I feel with Sawyer… it’s…”
“Epic,” she supplies, arching a brow as we reach the elevator and she presses the button. I laugh.
“Yeah, maybe.”
The doors open and as we step inside, she releases my arm to pull her phone out. “I’m writing myself a note to call the lawyer and I’ll get the rental agreement sent over to you as soon as possible. What are you thinking on term?”
“Let’s go month to month for now and see what happens.”
“Smart. You might hate renting from me.”
I laugh. “Or I might be a terrible tenant and you’ll be itching to kick me out.”
“Hey, anything is possible.”
We’re both giggling as the doors slide open and we walk into the lobby where she wraps me up in a hug.
“Okay, I really need to get back to work but I’ll let you know when all this is ready and let’s do lunch again soon.”
I nod as I pull away. “You got it.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
She waves as she turns to head back to her office and I watch her disappear before I turn toward the door and pull my phone out of my pocket. I dial Nico’s number and step outside.
“Jules!” she yells into the phone. “Where are you? Are you okay?”
“Are you with Gavin?” I ask, stopping and leaning back against the building.
