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“Like right now?” Kyle asked.
“I’ve only got about fifteen minutes. Jill has to leave for a tour, and I need to cover the office until Lacey gets here.”
“I can do a lot in fifteen minutes.” Kyle lowered herself and unbuttoned Melinda’s khakis, unzipping them right after.
“Well, I don’t have a ten-minute commute yet, so feel free to take advantage of the full fifteen.”
Kyle kissed her slowly, and Melinda pictured the future Kyle had thought of for them. When Kyle’s hand moved into her panties, Melinda thought about how this could be her life now. For the next few weeks, Kyle could work up here while she worked downstairs, and they could have lunch together and moments like this where Kyle stroked her firmly, slowly coaxing an orgasm out of her. After that, Kyle would move into a beautiful house that she’d make her home, and Melinda would spend nights with her there, falling asleep in her arms and maybe even some nights under the stars in the garden. Someday, Melinda would also pack up her things in this apartment and move into that house. And if the fortune teller from the Square was right, one day, after all that, she and Kyle would have kids in those bedrooms.
How had her life changed so significantly so quickly? Only a few weeks ago, she’d been at a pub, helping Bridgette figure out how to talk to a beautiful tourist who had ordered food to-go. Now, that tourist had her fingers deftly stroking Melinda’s clit while her lips were against her neck, pressing, sucking, and nibbling, making Melinda’s hips rock up into the touch, and they were talking about having a life together.
“Yes! Don’t stop!”
“I won’t,” Kyle said softly into her ear. “Come for me now, and we’ll have ten more minutes for you to come for me again.”
“What about you?” she asked.
“Later. I’m not going anywhere.”
And Melinda knew that was true.
CHAPTER 33
“I’ve got the paperwork ready for you, and our notary is ready as well, so we just need your signatures,” Mr. Beaufort said. “I do want to double-check that this is what you want to do.” He looked at Jolie. “You’d be giving these houses to your sister.”
“I’m selling them for one dollar each, actually. I want one of those pressed pennies from Café Du Monde.”
Kyle laughed and rolled her eyes at her sister.
“Well, okay. Let me get the notary in here, and we’ll get started.” Mr. Beaufort left the conference room.
“I’ll ask again, too,” Kyle said.
“I want that pressed penny, Ky. Two of them. One from the café and one from the Riverwalk.”
“I’m serious, Jolie,” Kyle replied.
“I know. So am I. But given Melinda’s concerns, I want to make sure that you’re good with this, too. It puts all the pressure on you, like she said. I hadn’t thought about it like that before she brought that up, but it’s true.”
“I’m used to it.” Kyle shrugged.
“But it won’t put a damper on this whole new life thing you’re working on?”
“No,” she replied. “I need to finally just deal with this, withher, and move on. If you don’t have any of this inheritance to give her, that actually helps my cause.”
“Okay. Here we go,” Mr. Beaufort said as he walked back into the room with a woman who held a book and a stamp.
An hour and a half later, Kyle was the proud one-hundred-percent owner of two houses and had more money in the bank than she’d ever thought she’d see in her entire life.
“I did something at the bank yesterday,” Kyle revealed.
They walked outside, and Kyle reached for her phone to order a car.
“What?”
“I set up a savings account for those possible future kids of yours. It’s in my name for now, but eventually, we’ll move it over to them. My plan is to rent out Grandma’s house. All the money the rental makes will go into that account. I started them out with some money, too, but Mom won’t be able to get to it. I’m telling you because I’m trusting you not to tell her about it at all, even though it’s my account. I need to know, Jolie, that you can have this information, and it’s not a risk that one day, when you have kids, and they’re ready to go off to college or join the military or work as a tour guide, they’ll be able to use all this money and it won’t be Mom taking advantage of it.”
Jolie thought for a moment as Kyle ordered their car, looking up to meet Jolie’s eyes.