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Marissa opened her mouth, but Carolyn answered.“No.I did.He’s really fun.You’ll like him.”
“When were you going to tell me about this new addition?”her mother grumped.
“Now seemed like a good time,” Carolyn retorted.
Marissa was relieved the ire had switched from her to Carolyn.Though, she wasn’t sure how angry anyone could get at the bride during wedding week.It was her special day and all.Then again, her mother was writing the check.So, okay, maybe she could get mad at her.
Either way, Marissa was glad to be out of the middle.
“You can’t keep asking random people to come to your wedding,” her mother lamented.“The venue only has so much space, and I only have so much money.”
“It will be fine.”Carolyn waved her off.“Besides, Uncle Roy and Aunt Jenna aren’t coming.So, really, is there a change to anything?”
Marissa couldn’t help but chuckle at Carolyn’s cavalier attitude to it.When, or if, she got married, she hoped she could be as calm as Carolyn.
Her phone vibrated and drew her attention away from the mother-daughter bickering.Holding it up, she saw she had another text from Beau.Her heart fluttered as she tapped open the screen.
Oh.
Things got a little complicated.I have my stuff and found a storage facility, but something popped up that I need to deal with.I’m pretty sure I’ll make dinner.Keep you posted.I hope Carolyn isn’t driving you crazy.Give her a mimosa or something to chill her out if she is.
Benefit of the doubt.He deserved it.His life was messy right now.He admitted that on the boat.It would do her good to remember that.He was fresh out of a relationship.In the middle of an unplanned move, things were going to be rocky for him.Give him grace.
Marissa ignored the foreboding knotting in her gut.
He kept her informed.That was a good sign.There was absolutely no reason to panic.Dinner was on.She had to focus on that.Stay positive.They weren’t dating or a couple.Two people who were hanging out didn’t get upset when life suddenly threw curveballs and things changed.Which they hadn’t.The plan was still on.
Focus on the positive.Carolyn had decreed it.
She should text him back.
Okay.I hope you figure it out.See you later.
There.Perfect.Nonchalant.Easygoing.She wasn’t freaking out.There was no reason to.Everything would be fine.She just had to relax.
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Beau
DidBeauhavealawyer?Sure.He was part owner of a business, of course he did.Did Jordan usethatlawyer to draft the contract to rip his business from under him?Absolutely.
Fuck him sideways.Beau needed to find a new guy to sort this out.How many ways did his former friend want to screw him over in a week?
There wasn’t a time limit on the offer, but Beau didn’t see a point in delaying the inevitable.Although, it was Sunday.There weren’t exactly many contract attorneys available to review stuff on a Sunday.He’d have to wait until tomorrow to figure out his business.
He had appointments on Monday he’d scheduled weeks ago.What was he supposed to do about them?Since the buyout hadn’t gone through yet, he supposed he had to keep things going normally, but to what end?Hell.For all he knew, Jordan had already swooped in and stolen Beau’s clients from him.Jordan was meticulous like that.The asshole.He planned to take them from him for his new partner, anyway.What was to stop him from doing it now?
Who was it?When did he have time to find someone to replace Beau?Jordan always complained he barely had the opportunity to scratch his ass.If anything, the last they’d discussed, they were considering adding staff, not splitting.
Shit.
That was when.Jordan must have put out a bat signal and interviewed people.Instead of finding someone to workforhim, he identified a partner to push Beau out.That slimy son of a bitch.
It had nothing to do with Megan.She was just a side quest, apparently.How long had that snake in the grass been planning on fucking him over?
Shaking his head, Beau unloaded the last box into the storage unit.Thankfully, these places were open seven days a week.So, he wouldn’t have to drive around with everything he owned in the back of his car.For now, his worldly possessions would be safely tucked away while he sorted out his situation.
With that settled, he locked the unit and returned to his sedan.The next thing on his agenda was to figure out who could represent him on this business split.Before last week, Beau would’ve assumed Jordan wouldn’t screw him over.So, a new contract wouldn’t need such scrutiny.Now, Beau wanted someone to review this deal with a fine-toothed comb.
