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"But maybe a second one will."
She wiggled her eyebrows, opening her robe so I had a peek at her pussy. I turned semihard instantly. She had the remote to my body, and no matter what button she pressed, I got hard.
"Are you worried about the commission?" she asked.
"It's never a pleasure when they come knocking at your door, but I've got enough going on without bothering with that. It'll only be a bother if it truly turns out to be an issue."
She nodded. "That's smart." But she was fiddling with her thumbs.
"It makesyounervous," I realized.
She nodded again, putting both hands on my chest, and said, "I don't want anything happening to you. To the company either, but specifically not to you."
I wasn't used to someone wanting to protect me. My brothers and I watched one another's backs, but this was different.
“I’m ready to fight whoever comes after you.” Her tone was lighthearted, but something told me she wasn’t joking.
I ran my thumb over her jaw. "There's no fighting involved. But you can use all your skills to help me relax. You can definitely put an orgasm on the list." I smirked.
She giggled. “Will do.”
I didn't want her to worry about me. It was my job to protecther.
“By the way,” she said, “now that I’m a bit more sober, I realized I forgot to tell you something. I got a message from an investor who's interested in the inn.”
“That’s great. Who is it?”
“No one you’d know. Their name is Boutique Relax Inc. I couldn’t find much about it.”
Because I didn’t want her to. Knox and Finn had moved extremely fast. I was in their debt.
Did I feel guilty about straight-up lying to Hannah? Sure. I'd come to the conclusion that one day I would fess up, because I didn't want us to have any secrets, let alone flat-out lies between us. But right now, I simply wanted her to feel at ease and to get the inn repaired.
"I'm taking my time with the research," she continued. "I don't want to rush into anything, but I can see this happening. I wish I could put a face to the name, though."
Yeah, I was sure she did, but it was impossible. “Sometimes it’s better to keep things impersonal.”
“True, but you know I do things differently.”
“If it helps, I can look into them and vet the company.”
She smiled. “That would be amazing. Things are finally starting to look up for me."
She rose on her tiptoes, kissing my right shoulder and then the left one. "Actually, I think you've made my luck better. Ever since I met you, things turned around a bit."
I felt guilty as hell right then. I'd been up front about the job thing, but this was nagging at me. With effort, I pushed the itch to the back of my mind. I'd accepted that I was going to tell her one day, preferably after she signed the papers and saved her business, and we'd see where that got me.
"I think Gran would be so happy if she knew I'm keeping her inn." Her voice was warm and joyful. “I feel closer to her when we're there."
"Want us to head over there right now?"
She jerked her head back. "No, don't tempt me. The whole place is a mess. But I can't wait to finally get the funds for repairs. I’ll probably head there often.”
"I'll come with you."
She narrowed her eyes. "Why? Are you afraid I'm going to step on something and twist my ankle?"
"Something like that. I just want to be with you. You always light up when you talk about that place, and even more so when you're there."