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“Why, thank you.”

He took my hand and kissed my wrist. “Let’s cook dinner side by side every night, then curl up on the couch—”

“Wrapped in a blanket.”

“Drinking fine wine. The world kept at bay.”

“Sounds like heaven.”

“Well, we have your brother’s blessing.”

“Not that we needed it,” I admonished him playfully.

“Right.” Greyson peered toward the mansion. “He had news.”

“News?”

“The deal went through, Willa. We own Pendulum. Not sure we’ll keep the name, but it’s legally ours. We make the rules. We call the shots.”

“You can create everything you wanted within that club.”

“We’ll honor the sacred feminine at Pendulum.”

“No more black apples,” I said, smirking.

“We couldn’t have done it without you. You are the most extraordinary woman I’ve ever met.”

“Hopefully, you’ll never forget it,” I said, winking. “And I’ll never forget that you wow me with your talent, Greyson.”

“I think we make a great team.”

“We really do.”

There was warmth in his gaze, a compassion that held me steady.

“So, what’s next for your career?” he asked.

“No going back to Pulse360, obviously.”

“Obviously.”

“I’m going to take Cameron up on his offer of an introduction. He knows a news director, and he said he would put in a good word for me. I endeavor to lift women up as my career takes off.” My way of saying if I used my name to get ahead, which was hard to avoid, best put that privilege to good use.

“I’m surprised your family didn’t buy you a news station.”

“You know them well, apparently.”

He planted a kiss on my forehead, tender and loving.

Greyson’s mouth moved down to my neck, nuzzling my skin, and then our lips met, and we kissed deeply, our tongues clashing, sharing the moments that had brought us closer. His arms were wrapped around me protectively, holding me against him, with the promise of pleasure and all the night had to offer—a silent vow to shield me against any seen and unseen forces.

In his arms, I was safe.

I was home.

It came to me like a blossoming flower, the revelation that in my saddest times, in the most challenging moments or during devastating events, I hadn’t needed to be frightened of them, because they propelled me into a brighter future, into a place that became mine—would become ours.

A little faith, a little hope, and it all eventually fell into place.