Page 54 of Embracing James

James toyed with Paul’s pockets and narrowed his eyes. “What about parking my car? I don’t want to park the old gal on the street.”

“You’d have a dedicated spot.”

James didn’t speak right away. “It’s a lot of change.”

“I know and I realize you don’t like change.” He cupped James’ jaw in both hands. “I hate to admit it, but I’m a businessman. I see space and I want to make it more useful. It’s not much different than the center.”

“I know.”

“What do you think?”

“I need some time to think about it, but it’s ultimately your building, so you can do what you want with it.”

“I meant about moving in with me.”

“That’s what I needed time to consider.” James closed his eyes. “I want to. I want to be with you that way, but it’s a big change. What if things fall apart? What if we don’t work out?”

“Then we don’t, but would you want to live in the building I own if we’re not together?” He’d let James stay there as long as he wanted.

“I guess that makes sense.”

“Think about it. I’m not offering the building up today. Not even this month,” Paul said. “No pressure.”

“I know.” James smiled. “You’re a diamond.”

“I’m yours.”

James glanced to the right, then lowered his voice. “I was accused today of gold digging.”

“Who said that?” He stayed close and caressed James’ cheek. “A client?”

James nodded. “She said you were worth six million dollars and I’d conned you.”

“Did you?” He chuckled. “She does realize I picked you and there wasn’t any digging?”

“I let her talk. Personally, I thought it was funny. Yes, I let you pay for some stuff, but I haven’t demanded anything from you,” James said. “But I do let you spoil me. I shouldn’t.”

“Don’t sweat it. I want to give you the world. It makes me happy.” He kissed James one more time. “Want me to take Doob home with me? Then he can run and potty.”

“He’d love that. He’s been itching to ride in the car longer and could probably use a nice nap in the sunshine.” James smiled. “I know you’re just being a good guy and you’re treating me well. I know it’s who you are, but I need a little more time to figure this out. Is that too much to ask?”

“Nope.”

“You’re sure?” James asked. “I don’t let just anyone take care of my dog, much less leave with him.”

“I know and I’m honored you’re trusting me to keep him safe.” He brushed his nose along James’. “Get your work done. We’ll be at home waiting on you and I’ll make you dinner, because I love to cook.”

“Good. I’m terrible at it.” James laughed. “See you later. Hey, Doob?”

The dog sat at their feet and swished his tail.

“Want to go for a car ride?” James asked. “With Paul?”

The dog barked.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” Paul let go of James. “Did you hear anything else about Craig and the guy who claimed to be Doob’s owner?”

“Craig tried to bribe the guy with a thousand dollars to lie and say the dog was his. Apparently the guy was a crook because he wanted the cash, but not that much of one because he told me the truth.” James retrieved Doob’s leash and shrugged. “According to the dog warden, even if someone comes forward now, Doob’s mine. If it does happen and Doob goes to them, then I’ll have to make the hard decision, but not now.”

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