Page 158 of Only Fate

While Ralph and Lainey are professional with clients, they have no problem butting into our business or arguing with each other. They even have lunch cook-offs here, and we always have birthday dinners.

I never want my workplace to be like Adaway and Williams.

I’ll never be a boss like them.

I head across the lobby straight to Adrian’s office.

The door is open. He’s on the phone, and he waves me inside when he notices me. While we have separate offices, he has an L-shaped desk in his with a computer on each side. I work on the other computer since I’m in his office more than my own. I’m normally only in mine if we’re meeting with a client.

“I’ll call you back,” he tells the person on the other line as I shut the door behind me.

He rises from his leather chair, sets down his phone, and kisses me. “Hello. I have to say, you’re late to the office today.” He swats my ass. “We can’t have that, Ms. Lane.”

I pat his cheek, and he frowns at my cold hand. “I’ve been brainstorming, babe.”

“Uh-oh.” He grabs my arm, leading me to the desk and situating me between his legs after sitting on the edge. “Brainstorming about what?”

“About us moving in together.”

He cocks his head to the side, waiting for me to go on.

“What if I said yes?”

“That’d make me a very happy man.”

I hold up a finger. “We just have one problem.”

He raises a brow.

“Both of our places are only one bedroom.”

“Do you want an office there?”

“No.” I shrug, grabbing his hands and pulling back some. “Just another bedroom.”

“Are we having guests?”

I grin. “I wouldn’t saya guest. Something more permanent, actually.”

“River?” I lose one of his hands when he scrubs it across his face. “Oh God, is this some twin thing where you come as a package?”

“No.” I laugh, knowing he wouldn’t believe me even if I said yes to that. “We need a room for a nursery.”

He blinks, as if not getting it.

“A nursery,” I repeat, drawing out the word.

He goes completely still. “Wait … are you …?”

I nod, losing his hold when I walk backward to grab the plastic bag from my purse.

His gaze is pinned on me when I hand it to him.

A pregnancy test is inside.

“Hell yes,” he yells before sweeping me in his arms.

He kisses me.

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