No need to worry about the investors. Even if they all pull out, I can cover the build myself.
Sebastian
Is that wise, Victor? We're talking about a significant amount of capital.
I can practically see Sebastian's furrowed brow and concerned eyes behind his glasses. Always the voice of reason, that one.
Roman
Who cares if it's wise? He's doing it for the right reasons!
Lawrence
And what reason is that?
My heart races as I stare at Lawrence's question. What reason indeed?
I run a hand through my hair, trying to find the right words. How do I explain that for the first time in years, I feel... alive? That helping those kids on the ice feels more fulfilling than any business deal I've ever closed? That being with Avery and Olivia has given me a place where I finally feel like I belong?
My phone buzzes again, reminding me they're waiting for an answer. I take a deep breath and start typing, deciding that I'm just going to change the subject.
Victor
Quick question.
You all around Boston for Thanksgiving? Or willing to travel?
Thinking of hosting this year.
The diversion works. A flurry of responses floods my screen.
Sebastian
Hosting? You?
Lawrence
Didn't know you could cook, Stone.
Roman
Hell yeah, I'm in! Your place better be stocked with good booze.
I let out a sigh of relief, my shoulders relaxing slightly.
Victor
Great. It's set then. Thanksgiving at my place.
As I put my phone down, it buzzes again. A private message from Roman.
Roman
What's with the sudden holiday spirit?
This wouldn't have anything to do with a certain girl, would it?
I feel my jaw clench. Damn Roman and his perceptiveness.