Page 73 of Wright Together

“Right. Right. Sort of boyfriend. And a Wright. Isn’t that the new company you’re working for?”

“Sure is,” I said. “He works there, too.”

“Ahhh, office romance,” Bailey said with a wink. “I get it.”

I shook my head at her. “You’re silly.”

“You and your sister have that in common,” Whitt said.

“We definitely do.” Someone else spoke on the other line. Bailey turned her head and yelled back, “I’m on the phone with Bailey and her boyfriend. Jesus Christ, give me a minute.” Bailey looked back apologetically.

Fury burned in my veins. That had to be my dad. Fuck him.

“I have to go. I don’t want to keep you from your fancy party anyway. I’ll see you next week?”

“I’ll be there. Love you. Call me later if you need to talk.”

Bailey waved me off, said good-bye to Whitt, and then ended the call.

“She’s a riot,” Whitt said.

“That’s Bailey.”

“And you’re going to see her when we’re in Midland?”

“Yeah.” I glanced down at my feet and back up into his impossibly blue eyes. “Do you want to go with me?”

“As your sort of boyfriend or your actual boyfriend?” he teased with a grin.

I laughed and pushed him backward. “Do you want to go or not?” I asked, breathless from the feel of his solid body against mine.

“Of course I do. Anything for you.”

And he meant it.

PartIV

Cherry Blossoms

21

Whitton

“Is this going to be like that barbecue place?” I asked skeptically.

Eve laughed and shrugged. “I mean, sort of. It’s Midland. What did you expect?”

“With you, I’m never quite sure.”

Her grin was triumphant. “I like to be unpredictable.”

And unpredictable she was. In the best way.

We’d spent yesterday on site with the Kings, finalizing the plans for their new development. Wright Construction would be breaking ground in the next couple of weeks. We’d agreed to dinner with the Kings later tonight, but the rest of the day was ours.

Which was how we’d ended up at some barn-style restaurant with the wordBoosein bright red neon letters across the front.

“Boose?” I asked.