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Got it. I really like your grandfather. Do your parents live here, too?
Bossman
Show and share is over, Tink. Get some sleep.
Over and out, Bossman.
Bossman
That’s what she said. Night.
I laughed before setting my phone down and reaching for a towel and drying off. I pulled on my pajamas and climbed into bed.
And I fell asleep to thoughts of my boss telling off the man who offered me a job tonight.
Maddox Lancaster was full of surprises.
* * *
The week had flown by. I was hurrying to get out of the office because tonight I was going with my brother, Cage, to take my niece, Gracie, to see Santa. The whole family was meeting at Reynolds’ after, and it had been a few weeks since we were all together.
Brinkley lived in the city.
Finn was away filming in a small town between Cottonwood Cove and San Francisco.
And Hugh and Cage had been busy with work.
I saw my parents often, but it had been a few days, and they were excited to hear about my trip and how my meeting went with Mara Skye.
We’d been swamped at the office, as Maddox kept his schedule pretty packed, and between the trips he had coming up and the contracts that were going out, I could barely catch my breath.
I’d somehow managed to stay at the top of the winner’s circle in ping-pong at the office, and I really enjoyed my job.
It was busy and fun and challenging.
My boss was still exhausting and needy, but I didn’t mind it because Mara had signed the contract, and Maddox had given me a copy of the manuscript to read. He wasn’t giving this particular book to Nadia, who’d initially turned it down but then backtracked when she heard that Lancaster Press had signed her. He’d decided to have his chief editor, Helena, work on it. And he was letting me meet with her to discuss things since declaring me ahistorical romance expert.
I’d been staying up way too late at night to read. I’d just finished the manuscript last night, and it was definitely Mara’s best work.
And we’d been texting nonstop about it.
Mara Skye and I were practically girlfriends.
My cousin, Ashlan, was over the moon that Mara knew who she was, and we’d set up a day to go to lunch in a couple weeks, after we got through the holidays, when they’d both agreed to come to town.
Life was good.
I’d just been in a two-hour meeting with Helena discussing the book, and Maddox buzzed her office looking for me.
“The boss needs you. Thanks for talking this through. You’ve got a good eye, Georgia. And I know I showed you the cover art we were considering for this one, but I think you might be right about it looking more like a fantasy book than a historical romance book. I have the team working on the concept that we discussed a few days ago.”
In what world did anyone listen to me and my ideas about something so important?
I shook my head and smiled. “Wow. Thank you so much for letting me be a part of this.”
The door swung open, and Maddox stood there, looking irritated. His jaw was set, shoulders stiff, and one eyebrow raised as his lips remained in a straight line when he looked at me. “I’ve called and texted. You’re needed. Now.”
Helena chuckled. “Sorry. It was my fault.”
