her around until she and Emmett were unmarried. And what would they do until then?
She didn’t want to think about it. She opened her laptop and started typing a list of to-dos for her wedding. After a few minutes of crafting a list, she realized that even the basics were going to take plenty of time and energy and effort.
In order to pull off a wedding as well as a successful charity dinner, she would have to either make a clone of herself or do some delegating. And there was only one other person to delegate to.
That person strode back into the room with a rolled sleeping bag tucked under his arm. He hadn’t bothered with his coat for the quick jaunt outside, so his face and nose were red even from the brief exposure. Before he dropped the bag, she made her request.
“I need your help with a few things while I’m here.” Realizing that sounded demanding, she added, “If you can take the time away from your job.”
“You are my job while I’m here.” He crossed the room and dumped the sleeping bag onto the love seat.
It was easier for her to admit this next part while looking at his back...
“One more thing...” He turned before she could finish and she gulped, a dry sound that caused her throat to click. “I need to tell you the truth about why we’re here.”
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