Page 133 of Sunkissed Colorado

Same thing I was doing.

“From what I hear,” Grandpa went on, “both you and Callum tried to save the building instead of just worrying about yourselves. Don’t know what kind of sense that shows for my general manager candidates.”

Then his gaze zeroed in on Callum’s hand tangled with mine.

“Unless it’s worse than I thought.”

Crap. We still hadn’t figured out how to have this conversation, and I didn’t even have my voice.

Of course, never one to stay quiet, Callum spoke up first.

“Sir, technically, I wasn’t able to keep it in my pants like you asked. But I’m crazy about her, so I hope you can overlook it.”

I closed my eyes. Wow.

Nothow I would’ve put it, but okay.

Grandpa stared at us. “That might explain a few things. How long has this been going on?”

Before Callum could give any other details my grandfather didnotneed to know, I waved my hands and mimed writing again.

Callum smiled. “Z might have something to add.”

You think?I said with my glare. A loving glare, but still.

We’ve been seeing each other for over a month.

Grandpa read my note, letting the quiet stretch. “When were you two planning on telling me?”

Tomorrow. I’m sorry, Grandpa. It’s my fault, not Callum’s.

“Z,” Callum started.

But I wasn’t going to let him take the blame when he’d already tried to give up the general manager position for me.

It’s all on me. I kissed him first. I initiated inappropriate conduct in the back storage room.

Grandpa’s face was a stony mask as he read my message. Then he did what neither of us expected.

He started to laugh. Long and hard. I didn’t think Grandpa had laughed like this since Nana Julia died.

“You’re idiots,” he said, wheezing. “The both of you.”

Callum snickered at that, and I felt myself smiling. “We’redefinitely both idiots about how we feel for each other,” Callum agreed.

I had more to say, though.

But the general manager job.I want you to still consider Callum for it.

Callum gave me a look. “Baby, no.”

Grandpa got up, balancing on his cane. “Work talk will wait. I have phone calls to make about repairs to the building, and I don’t want either of you to think about those logistics for a second. I might be retiring, but I’m not keeled over yet. Got that? I will handle this. You just get better.”

I nodded, and Callum said, “Yes, Grandpa.”

Manny shot him a warning glare, but it was just as full of affection as mine had been. “I’ll leave you alone and hold back the rest of the flood who’s here to see you. I think you two could use a few minutes to sort yourselves out. And for what it’s worth, love matters more than any business ever could.”

When Manny left, Callum started talking, and I started typing.