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“Oh, what if we had special editions?” I ask. “Like maybe one or two releases a year celebrating a certain race on the calendar?”
“I’d totally whip out my credit card for that,” Hadleigh says.
“I would, too,” Isla adds.
“Okay, this is all such great info! Thank you for your time.”
“Anytime. Isla, send me a video, and I’ll get feedback for you within a day,” Hadleigh says.
“Thank you so, so much for this,” I say again.
“Okay, but you know the payment plan,” Hadleigh teases.
“I understand the assignment, and I will complete it.”
“I knew I liked you. And you know I’m joking, right? I don’t need to know what he smells like. Because I know he must smell divine. Bye!”
Hadleigh ends the call, and I turn to Isla. “Isla! She was so helpful!” I say excitedly. “And if she can have those girls look it over … this is such good feedback. I mean, I know it’s an incredibly small sample size, but I really think I’m on the right track with this.”
“I’m so glad you thought Hadleigh was helpful,” Isla says. “And I think you’re on the right track, too.”
“I owe you a lunch or dinner for all of your help.”
“Stop it. I’m always glad to help you. What’s the next step? I’m excited!”
“I need to find someone to embroider these three pieces here in Monaco. Then I can get them tailored to fit me so I can take pictures. That way I’ll have a visual presentation and the actual items to show.”
“That makes sense,” Isla says. “I can’t wait to see how everything turns out!”
“Me too. I think I could really be onto something with this,” I say.
“I think you are, too.”
We chat for a little bit, and then Isla checks her watch. “Well, I should head out. I’ve got to get some groceries.”
“Thank you again for coming over,” I say.
“So I guess I’ll see you on the plane on Thursday?” she asks as I escort her to the front door.
I nod. Mason and Caleb are due at Collings Motors headquarters in Surrey on Thursday for work in the sim, meetings, and Caleb’s favourite thing to do—shoot marketing and social media stuff. We’ll spend the whole day there, then fly back that evening.
Because Dad’s jet is here, we’re all flying to London together—Caleb and Isla, Mum and Dad.
And Mason and me.
But this time, I’m dating him.
I say goodbye to Isla and shut the door. I can’t stop the smile that is forming on my lips. Mason is being so cute about travelling with my dad. He’s done it a zillion times before, but never whilst dating David Collings’s daughter, and suddenly he’s anxious about it.
I told Mason Dad is fine with us dating. He didn’t look convinced. In fact, Mason told me “fine” isn’t good enough, despite my protests. I told him I don’t even care what they think, but Mason does. So much so that he told me he’s on a mission on Thursday.
My heart leaps when I think about it. He said he’s not just going to Surrey to work. Mason’s also going to prove to my dad that he’s good for me.
But if I were to tell the truth? The secret that Mason doesn’t know?
He’s the only one for me.
And I hope his heart is leading him to the same place, too.
