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I’m going to find a job about numbers when I can.”
He folded his hands on his belly. “Why don’t you work for me?”
My eyes widened. “Excuse me?”
He scooted his chair closer to the desk. “My son is a doctor, but one day he’ll inherit the entire company, and you know the manufacturing part of the business already.”
Was this on the level? I glanced at Quentin who almost glared at his father like he crossed a line. “So?”
His father ignored him entirely. “He’s not interested in running a vineyard.”
I turned and squeezed Quentin’s hand. “Is that true?”
“Yes,” he said.
My mind whirled with questions as I moved my chair closer to the desk. “I don’t have a lot of experience with growing grapes.”
He pointed to Quentin. “My son knows about the vines, and we can teach you that. What he’s not interested in is the numbers or running the corporation.”
He moved next to me. “Dad, you’re asking for too much.”
I understood he wanted to protect me, but why? I blinked a few times. “Are you asking me to take over your entire company?”
He leaned backward in his chair like I’d won the question of the day. “If you’re interested. I’d rather keep this in the family then go public.”
“And you’ll train me?”
He nodded. “I can’t pay you legally until the government approves your permanent residency.”
This was a pay increase. Wow. My skin buzzed; I’d have responsibilities and not just be a stay at home wife who never worked. I loved working.
Quentin said, “Dad, don’t push this. Let Kara think.”
Would this be a problem for Quentin if I said yes? I pivoted, and our knees brushed. “Can I talk to Quentin for a minute?”
His father jumped up. “Certainement.”
I waited till he walked out. Then I squared my shoulders. “This is an amazing opportunity. Do you want me to stay at home and do nothing? I thought you knew I wanted to work.”
He patted the back of my hand. “I don’t want you to feel pressured.”
Pins and needles of excitement ran through me. “That’s it?”
“Oui.”
Working with his family ensured ours stayed together, but I wasn’t sure of the entire backlog of their family history. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind for any other reason?”
He shook his head and also seemed more relaxed now. “I’m more interested in helping people with their medical problems.”
“Your dad told the truth about you helping with the vines, though? I can handle spreadsheets and people, but agriculture is not something I’m confident with.”
He smiled. “We can work together, if that’s what you want to do. It’s your choice and yours alone.”
This hadn’t ever entered my mind as an option.
“Oui.”
He laughed, and I knew he’d be okay.
I held his hand. “Call your father back in.”
He let me go and opened the door. A moment later, he returned with his father. I waited till everyone was settled and then said, “I’d love to start working with you.”
He smiled at me.
Quentin added, “After our honeymoon, Dad.”
He made a motion with his hand like he was screwing in a lightbulb as his way of saying yes. “Then in a month, I’ll start showing you around.”
“Thank you for trusting me,” I said.
A huge smile that Quentin inherited graced his father’s face. “I’m glad to get to know you then, my new daughter.”
“Me too.” I’d always defined myself as a hard worker. Now I’d ensure a dynasty was left to my own children one day.
It was like I was given a green light to live happily ever after… with Quentin.
Quentin and I said our goodbyes and headed back to our place to be alone, but I had a bounce to my step when I said, “This is a huge honor.”
He playfully bumped into me. “I’m glad you think so, but if at any point you don’t want to do this, we can take the company public as planned, and you’ll be free.”
Cute. I seriously had everything now. I looped my arm in his and said, “I don’t want to be free. I want us to be together, forever.”
“I want the same thing,” he said.
I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him.
Together we made sense. I’d never met a man I loved more, and now we’d be together forever. Life was amazing.
Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed my Cocky Hero’s Club introduction. I loved digging into the world and writing my own story that included British Bedmate characters.
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