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driver. You hired a driver?”
I assumed that was a joyful rhetorical question at this point, so I grinned and nodded. “Wait until you see the inside.”
“But—”
I held up a hand. I already knew where she was going. “Fee, stop. I have a stupid amount of money, but beyond that, this will make you happy and, more importantly, us happy. Because if I had to cram myself into another sleeper car, I was going to—”
She launched herself at me one more time. The woman was going to put me in traction, but it was worth it.
“Nope. Perfect. I don’t care how much it cost.” Her dark hair curtained around us. “I don’t even care that you did it without telling me. I know it will be perfect. You know exactly what I like.”
I grinned up at her. “I certainly do.”
She pulled my hair. “Not about that, jerk. Though you are rather perfect in that regard.”
“And don’t you forget it.”
Felicity rolled her eyes. “So tell me. Bunkbeds?”
“Hardly. A king-size luxury mattress. Oh, and the bus actually gets bigger. Kinda like me.”
“Ass.”
I laughed. “I love you, Fee. And I even love this crazy vagabond life. It just needed a little upgrade to make it customized for us.”
“I love it. And I love that you came with me. And that you found your music again.”
“Thanks to you. I was thinking maybe you might want to take me on as a client. I think you’d make a pretty good manager.”
Her eyes went wide. “Seriously?”
“I wouldn’t plan my future with anyone else.”
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New Year’s Eve, a night of new beginnings.
Asher and I talked and sipped champagne. Eventually, we went up to my room at the bed and breakfast and...
Let’s just say when I left that room, I was no longer a virgin.
And that was it.
No last names, no numbers, no pressure. Something we both desperately needed.
Just a night of fun, with so much pleasure.
Until I was approached for a nanny position that I wasn’t sure I was equipped for.
And the man behind the curtain raising his best friend’s little girl was…
Asher.
A single dad unprepared for his unexpected responsibility.
A wealthy, powerful, conflicted CEO of a newspaper empire on the verge of extinction.
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I might be single and alone on New Year’s Eve. But I’m not woe as me. No, ma’am. I’m looking at this moment as an opportunity to cherish my solitude.
With a sigh, I set down my pen and picked up my water glass. I should be drinking alcohol at least. Maybe I still would. I wasn’t much of a wine fan, but I could use tonight to broaden my horizons. A cocktail sounded nice. Very adult.
A drink I could enjoy happily on my own.
Okay, cut the crap. In my diary, I should be honest. The diary I was writing in while I ate my dinner of consommé—fancy soup essentially—and garlic breadsticks, because who was I going to kiss at midnight? No one.
Joyfully solo, that was me.
In reality, I was fresh off another broken Tinder date. Broken by me, no less. I could never quite close the deal. Probably because a date with me held more weight than the usual hookup.
I’d been adult about that too. Virginity was a burden, so I’d just rid myself of it quickly and quietly. No fuss. Until the time came to actually meet Joe Blow in the flesh—yes, that was his name on the site—and I’d balked. I’d made up an excuse about getting together with an ex and that had been that.
As if I had any exes. Just a few high school boyfriends who hadn’t amounted to much.
Since then, I’d stuck close to home, the dutiful older sister who raised her younger siblings after our parents had died in a plane crash. Now that the twins, Emma and Rachel, had turned nineteen and gone off to college, that left me at loose ends.
Alone for real.
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