I groaned, banging my head back against the headrest. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but I wanted to get your advice.”
“Okay, any particular reason?”
“I need someone to tell me I’m not doing something foolish. She’s my secretary, I haven’t known her all that long, and Dad fucking hates her. More because he has issues than because it actually has anything to do with her, but if I do this...”
“Do it,” Tanner said without missing a beat. “If this is what you want, you do it. Fuck what your dad will think.”
“Amen to that.”
“Go for it,” he said. “It’s not being foolish. You’ve seemed happier lately than you’ve been in years. The girl is good for you. Don’t overthink it.”
She was good for me. And I seemed happier because I was. All because of her. I made my decision then and there. “Right, I won’t overthink it. I’m going to do it. I’ll talk to her about it tomorrow.”