Page 107 of She's Like the Wind

Remember, regret wrapped in charm, Luna.

Tell me about it!

Nina leaves before the meeting starts as she only came to say hello to our new partner, who is also my ex.

Slowly, others involved in the Minton project enter the meeting room.

There are four of us from Savannah Lace leading the charge: me, Nova as the lead project manager, Lia as her right hand, and Stella bringing her landscaping expertise. Others will join us—this is a massive initiative, after all—but we form the core team.

From Dom’s side, it’s going to be just him. And we’ll have a few people from Tommy Minton’s side.

Jason Marquez, the Minton project liaison, is an overconfident, underqualified go-between who calls everyone ‘boss.’

He takes a seat next to me.

Since he met me, he’s been hitting on me relentlessly, unprofessionally, and unsuccessfully. “Looking good, boss.”

“Luna,” Dom says smoothly, speaking over Jason, like my name tastes good in his mouth.

“Uh-huh,” I reply to both of them in one go as Dom takes a seat across from me.

Him versus me.

“All, Tommy wants his interior designer to be part of these meetings”—Jason pauses when Camy freaking Channing walks in, hips swaying, eyeing Dom like he’s dessert—“I believe you all know Camy.”

Everyone nods.

I keep my face stony.

Nova raises both eyebrows and purses her lips.

Lia, who comes in right behind Camy, shakes her head and gives Dom a death glare. She knows Dom, partly because she knows my brother, Lev. They recently became friends, and even though Lia’s husband thought Lev was his competition, Sebastian Boone now mentors Lev as a leadership coach.

“Hi, y’all,” Camy says and giggles.

The woman freakin’giggles.

I let out a slow breath. This is going to be a long fuckin’ project.

Camy sits next to Dom andgigglessome more.

He looks at her indulgently and breaks my heartagain.

You have no business getting hurt! He’s not yours. He’s hers. And it’s not like you’re celibate. Remember that time in Charleston?

That was a one-night stand. Camy is dating the motherfucker! And Charleston was over a year ago!

And that brings me to another question: how long has it been since I had sex?

I ignore thehappy coupleand focus on the screen as Nova turns on. “All right, folks,” she says cheerfully. “Let’s kick off the biggest project Savannah’s seen in a decade.”

I go first, and after the general ‘thanks for being here’ nonsense pleasantries, I dive into the meat of our kick-off discussions.

“Dom and I are co-leading design. We’ve divided responsibilities—he’ll take structure and form, I’ll handle spatial programming and regulatory compliance. Our goal is a fully integrated healing environment: sustainable, tech-forward, and patient-centric.”

I look around the room, lazily running my eyes over Dom.

“Now, let’s talk scope. This project is massive, so we’re going to phase it, obviously. Dom?”