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They were sitting on the floor with their laptops an hour later. Janine was purchasing decor and he was shopping for office furniture, both of them showing the other for their opinions and making sure everything went well together.

His corporate credit card was going to take one hell of a hit today.

He looked up when he saw a movement out of the corner of his eye in the hall through the glass door.

“Trent,” Grant Fierce said. Garrett was standing there with him. “Welcome to the building. Is this some kind of new trend to see clients on the floor?”

He laughed and stood up. “Hardly,” he said. “I couldn’t wait to get in and am shopping for everything now. Janine, meet Grant and Garrett Fierce. This is their building.”

“Sort of,” Grant said.

Trent knew the situation. The Fierces found the building but had partners in with them. Olson Law Firm, McCarthy Construction and Kennedy Construction. He knew all the players from when he’d signed the lease and who he’d had to talk to about things.

He was positive he was getting a deal on the rent because the other business had incurred most of the construction costs, but he wasn’t going to complain.

When it came down to it though, the Fierces were running most of the show since it was their brainchild.

“We’ve got something for you,” Garrett said. “Raina designed it, so if you don’t like it, you can take it up with her.”

Garrett had a big envelope in his hand and pulled out a sheet with a design and vinyl lettering on it.

“I know what this is,” he said. “I had a feeling Raina was doing something.”

His sister was a drafter for Fierce Engineering and currently was finishing up her degree in engineering nights at Duke.

“You need to have a name on the door,” Grant said.

“I was going to take care of that last week and Raina told me to hold off. She’s not good with secrets. I just figured it was from her.”

“Nope,” Garrett said. “It’s from us. Do you want the honors?”

“Sure,” he said, taking the sheet and then going to the glass door. The design for his name and logo was exactly what he wanted since Raina had been helping him create it. All he’d had to do was send the file to someone to get it printed, but his sister wouldn’t release it to him and now he knew why.

“That looks great,” Janine said. “Feels final.”

He looked at the door that now said Davenport Law. It was a dream come true earlier than he’d thought in his career.

Maybe if his last employers weren’t such assholes he might never have done this.

“It does look great,” Grant said. “I’m assuming you’ve got business cards already? Want to hand some over? We’ll make sure Roni gets them. All businesses have their cards here for people to come in and see.”

He knew there was a property manager on the first floor of the building. Ronnie someone or another. He’d forgotten the last name, but the dude was who he’d go to if there were problems in the building for tenants. Or whatever else had to be done here.

“I’ve got them right here,” he said, moving over to the box he’d brought in with his laptops. He pulled out about twenty cards and handed them over.

“Thanks,” Grant said. “We’ll get these down to Roni on our way out.”

They turned when a guy opened the door. “We’re here with your furniture if you can sign.”

“I’m Trent Davenport,” he said.

“We’ll let you get set up,” Garrett said. “Don’t work too hard this weekend.”

“I’ll be here all weekend and Monday I’m sure,” he said. There was too much to do and this was his life now. It’s not like he had much more going on and didn’t want to even think of it either.

“Now, now,” Grant said. “You’re young yet. You need to have a life outside of work.”

“I’m good,” he said. He knew where this was going and wasn’t going to get sucked in like his sister and brother had.

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