Not everyone survives the lows, but he will.” Even if I’d signed, he said it was his mistake, we’d never discussed it and he would deal with the fallout.” “And what about the contract?” Again, the details are murky, but I know at some point, Adrian had signed on to some piece of this shit show. The loan I gave him will help, but he’s in for a hellish year if not longer.” “He’ll be all right, but the next few years will be difficult for him. He loves Jules, though, and she swears he’s one of the good ones. He’s a developer and I’ve heard whispers about the depths of corruption that surround him and his family. I was nervous at first that it might involve my friend’s husband, Mason. I’m not certain of the details but I know it’s been rough on him and it involves politicians and a lawsuit and some other developer. “Me too,” I say and then ask him, “And what about you? Any updates from Wyatt?” A number of clients debated on leaving, and they all wanted to renegotiate. “That makes me happy to hear,” he comments and although exhaustion coats his tone, I know he truly is happy.
“Was it a good day?” he asks me, his chest rumbling as his hand runs down my back. The numbers are promising, but not guaranteed. He stays with me, working and taking calls, while I do the same.
This is how we’ve slept for the last two weeks nearly. His smell surrounds me, fresh and clean with a hint of sandalwood, and so do his arms as he wraps them around me, planting a kiss on my forehead. With a deep breath in, I lie back, nestling beside Adrian on the pullout sofa. It provides a constant light as it slips into the office.
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