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Mylee laughed, the sound infectious. “Are you kidding? I could fit ten of my current places into this single floor. I bet I won’t even see you guys up here—unless I need to come down to eat.”
“Actually… there’s a bar kitchen up here, if you want to stock that up, too.” I stood to show her the small fridge and microwave behind the bar. “No stove, but it can work for basics.”
“I’m sure it will all be fine for three months,” Mylee muttered, her smile fading slightly. “And if I can come down…”
“You can definitely come down, Mylee. You’re free to come and go as you please.”
She relaxed at the revelation and smiled. “Then I think we’ll be fine.”
“Good.” I reached into my back pocket and withdrew my wallet, pulling out a credit card. “This is yours for now. There will be another one coming with your name on it shortly, but this is temporary.”
Tentatively, Mylee reached across the bar and accepted it as I looked at her rough fingernails.
“What should I use it for?” she asked slowly.
Clearing my throat, I shrugged flippantly. “Oh, you know… things you’ll need. A new wardrobe, makeup… a manicure?”
She blushed furiously and drew her hands back in embarrassment.
“I’m not trying to humiliate you,” I sighed. “But you have to remember that the people you’ll be meeting, they’ll be judging you from the second they lay eyes on you. It’s very important that you put a good image forward.”
“Got it.”
I offered her a taut smile and moved toward the stairs.
“There’s a schedule in your bedroom, covering the events for the next two weeks. The driver’s number and a new phone are also there for you. All three of our numbers are already pre-programmed in.”
“Schedule?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.
“Of the upcoming events. Of course, they are subject to change, and you’ll have to be ready to adapt accordingly.”
“Oh… right…” A small laugh fell from her lips. “You guys were sure I was going to say yes, huh?”
I shrugged. “It’s a good arrangement for the right person.”
She muttered something under her breath, but I caught what it was, even if she didn’t think I did.
“Who says I’m the right person?”
My brow furrowed. “Are you sure you’re up for this?”
She visibly swallowed and nodded. “Yes… yes, of course,” she said, squaring her shoulders. “There’s just a lot to be done, isn’t there?”
“Yep.” For half a second, I wanted to grab her into a hug and tell her that it was okay, that we weren’t so bad, and it wasn’t so scary. I couldn’t imagine what she was thinking, but I didn’t blame her for feeling overwhelmed.
“All right. I’ll leave you to it then.”
“Okay… thanks, Mr. Webb.”
I stopped in my tracks, paling. Slowly, I turned around and looked at her, shaking my head.
“No,” I said, causing her to frown in confusion. “No.”
“No, what?”
“Don’t do that,” I growled. “Call us all by our first names. We’ll call you Mylee, and you’ll call us by our given names.”
Understanding colored her cheeks, and she blushed. “Oh. Right. Sorry. Thanks… Paxton.”
