Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 156029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156029 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
“What did he say?”
“He asked me if I’d ever fucked a guy.”
I stop dancing again. “What?”
He widens his eyes. “Weird, right?”
“Seems I haven’t been the only thing he’s been watching then.”
“What does that mean?” He frowns.
“Wyatt is into men and women.”
“What?” he gasps.
I giggle at his surprise.
“How do you know this?” he whispers.
“We’re friends, of course I know this. He was in a three-way relationship with a woman and a man for over twelve months. They broke up last year.”
“You think he’s checking me out?” he whispers, completely terrified.
“No, I think that was his way of trying to tell you that he’s bisexual without coming out and actually saying it. When he said that to you, did you ask him the same question back? Because I know that’s how he told Edward.”
“What do you mean?”
“He asked Edward if he’d ever fucked a guy, and Edward said no, and then Edward asked him if he had. Of course, Wyatt said yes… that he swings both ways.”
Spencer’s eyes close, relief pouring out of him. “Thank fucking God. I thought there was some sinister paparazzi story being concocted about me. I was freaking the hell out.”
I laugh out loud. “Spencer, why don’t you just ask me these things instead of brewing on them for days?”
“Hell, woman.” He rests his cheek against mine. “I’ve aged thirty years since I met you.”
I smile up at him. “Spence?”
“Yes.”
“You didn’t sing our song to me.”
“Hmm.” He closes his eyes. “There's a place I go when I'm alone.” He rocks us to his whispered song. “Do anything I want, be anyone I wanna be. But it is us I see, and I cannot believe I'm falling.” He pushes me out by the hand and twirls me under his arm, slowly bringing me back to him. “Dream catch me when I fall.”
“Or else I won’t come back at all,” I whisper.
We smile at each other, and it’s like he’s the only person on earth.
My person.
“I love you.” He smiles as he holds me tight.
“I love you.”
Our moment is interrupted when his phone vibrates in his pocket. He digs it out and reads it. His eyes light up in excitement.
“Bree’s in labour.”
21
Charlotte
My phone vibrates across my desk and I answer it quickly. “Any news?” I ask Spencer.
“She’s five centimetres dilated.”
“Is she all right?”
“In Masters’ words, she’s a champion.”
Excitement sweeps though me. “How many times have you spoken to him today?”
“Every hour on the hour.”
I love these men, they’re so close. “Were you this excited when he had his other children?’
“Yes,” he gasps. “Babies are fucking exciting, Charlotte.” I smile dreamily as I imagine the day that Spencer becomes a father, and how excited he will be. I hope it’s to my children.
“Are you going to go see them tonight?” I ask.
“If the baby is here, we will.”
“We?” I frown. “I don’t want to intrude.”
“Don’t be stupid. You’re part of our gang now. Don’t you want to see the baby too?”
I smile goofily. “I do.”
“I also organised for us to look through that office space I found. The estate agent is meeting us there at six.”
“You… did?”
“What’s with the delay?”
“Spence,” I whisper. “Do you really think I can do this?”
“I know you can, angel,” he replies without hesitation. “You know you can, too.”
I nod with renewed determination. “You’re right, I can do this.”
“The building may not be what you’re looking for, anyway. We’re just getting a feel for it at this stage.”
“Again, you’re right.”
“I’ll pick you up from work at five.”
“Can’t wait, see you then.”
“Bye, angel.”
“Love you.”
“I love you, too.”
He hangs up, and I stare out the window. How this beautiful, thoughtful man loves me above all other women, I’ll never know.
* * *
“And through here is the kitchen.” The estate agent smiles.
Spencer leads me from the office to a large kitchen area. I’m fighting the huge smile.
“And the rental terms?” Spencer asks her casually.
“We could do a five by five.”
“We’re only after a two by two at this point.” He looks around. “We plan on expanding within three years, and this space won’t be big enough for us then.”
“I’ll go outside and call the owner now; see what she says.”
“Thank you.” We walk back out into the main office area.
The door closes behind her and he turns to me. “What do you think?”
I look around at the expansive modern space on the tenth floor, right in the middle of London. There are six offices, all with glass walls and views that look out over the city. The reception area is large and modern. It has a kitchen, a conference room, and its own private bathrooms.
“Spence,” I whisper. “It’s perfect.”
“Right?” He smiles, proud of himself for finding it.
“Are you sure I can do this?”
He kisses me softly. “You can do anything you set your mind to, angel. Stop doubting yourself.”
I imagine how I could make this place look and excitement fills me.