“Just a few minutes.” I ran my finger across her forehead. “I need to get in the shower and head to the office. I’m buried in work today.”
“Then I’ll go make the coffee.” She smiled.
After showering, I walked into the closet, grabbed my charcoal suit, and stared at the panel that blended seamlessly into the wall, which housed firearms, ammunition, and tactical gear. All strategically placed and safely tucked away.
After dressing, I grabbed my briefcase from the corner of the room, went down to the kitchen, and set it on the stool.
“Your coffee.” Paige smiled, handing me the mug.
“Thank you, sweetheart.” I softly kissed her.
“I’m ready, Parker,” she said, leaning against the kitchen sink.
“Ready for what?”
“To work. I’ve taken time, I’ve processed, and now I’m bored and need to work.”
A sick feeling erupted in the pit of my stomach. What did she mean? I knew she wasn’t the type of person to sit around and do nothing. But when she said she wanted to go back to work, what exactly did she mean? She wasn’t the 9-to-5 type, and I was scared she would start working for Gabriel again and travel the world, doing what she used to. Which meant she would be away from me for extended periods. Different scenarios ran through my head. It made me feel uneasy. But what could I do? I made a promise to her.
“What’s that look for? What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing. I think it’s great you’re ready to get back to work.” I tipped the mug to my lips.
“But?” Her brow arched.
“Nothing.”
“Have you already forgotten that I’m a highly trained assassin who can read a person before even speaking to them?”
I smiled, set my mug on the counter, and gripped her hips.
“You’re reading something that isn’t there.” I kissed her forehead.
“Don’t lie to me, Hamilton.”
“I would never. I have to get to the office. I’ll see you later.” I kissed her one last time before heading out the door.
“What is she going to do?”Julian asked, sitting in my office.
“I don’t know,” I sighed and leaned back in my chair.
“If you want to keep her, you have to go along with whatever she decides, bro,” Roman said.
“I know that. It doesn’t mean I have to like it.”
“Well, you shouldn’t worry about it until she tells you exactly what she’s going to do,” Roman said, glancing at his watch. “I have to get to court. I’ll talk to you two later.”
“I have a client meeting,” Julian said. “Catch ya later, bro.”
Paige
As I was cleaning up the kitchen, the doorbell rang. Looking at the monitor, I saw Harrison standing on the porch.
“Harrison.” I smiled.
“Hello, darling. I stopped by for a chat.”
“Come on in. Can I make you a cup of coffee?”