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The flowers, my favorite.
The signature drink, one I’d wished KC’s would serve.
Somehow, he’d pulled off one hell of a surprise. Purchasing KC’s? Had it even been for sale? Apparently, yes. And that meant he was moving here. Permanently. What else needed to be said?
“I love you, Zoe girl,” he whispered into my ear, carrying me away from the bar.
Putting me down at the door, Nate opened it as we stepped outside. I shivered, but not because of the cold.
“I love you too,” I said, the words rolling easily from my lips. I never meant anything more.
“I’m sorry I didn’t say it sooner.” He pinned me against the wall of the bar. With Nate’s hands on either side of my head, there was nowhere for me to go.
Not that I wanted to go anywhere anytime soon.
“I am too,” I admitted. “I’ve known for a long time.”
“Probably not longer than me. Zoe, I fell in love with you before we ever met in person. Do you realize that?”
“Same.”
He kissed me again, Nate’s mouth gliding over mine as if he knew me. Owned me. Which was totally fine. I was his, and he was mine.
“You seriously own KC’s?” I asked when he did pull away.
“I do.”
“Tell me,” I said, knowing we had to get back inside, but not willing to give up my alone time with him.
“I was hiking with my sister when it hit me. I’d been trying to decide if managing KC’s was something I wanted, but then I thought. . . why not go for broke? I honestly didn’t expect him to agree, but apparently, Owen was more than ready to get out completely. I was able to get an appointment with the bank the next morning. . . loan, approved. Owen’s lawyer worked quickly and”—he shrugged—“I signed the papers just a few hours ago.”
“You signed the papers,” I repeated. “As in, it’s actually already yours? Like, tonight?”
“Pretty much. The closing is next Friday, so it’ll really be official then. But the agreement is signed.”
“And the flowers?”
“I wanted to do something fun to tell you.”
“Well, you certainly accomplished that. I didn’t know what the heck was going on.”
“But you put it together pretty quickly.”
I laughed as Nate leaned into me. Never moving his hands from my sides, he began to kiss my neck.
“I did,” I murmured. “Um, Nate. Maybe we shouldn’t do this here in front of your bar.”
“I think it’s the perfect place to do this,” he said, his mouth moving upward.
“You are right,” I said, remembering his stunt under my desk. And my vow that two could play at his game. “Why not let me slide to my knees,” I said, reaching my hand in between us and cupping him. “Unzip those jeans, pull you free—”
“Zoe.” He stopped kissing my neck, looking both ways. No customers. Yet.
“And look up at you as your dick slides into my mouth. I take it, of course.” My fingers toyed with his button. “All the way, as deep as you can go.”
“Zoe,” he said, this time a bit more feverish than before.
I got the button free.
