“I’ll pick you up from work at five.”
“Can’t wait, see you then.”
“Bye, angel.”
“Love you.”
“I love you, too.”
He hangs up, and I stare out the window. How this beautiful, thoughtful man loves me above all other women, I’ll never know.
* * *
“And through here is the kitchen.” The estate agent smiles.
Spencer leads me from the office to a large kitchen area. I’m fighting the huge smile.
“And the rental terms?” Spencer asks her casually.
“We could do a five by five.”
“We’re only after a two by two at this point.” He looks around. “We plan on expanding within three years, and this space won’t be big enough for us then.”
“I’ll go outside and call the owner now; see what she says.”
“Thank you.” We walk back out into the main office area.
The door closes behind her and he turns to me. “What do you think?”
I look around at the expansive modern space on the tenth floor, right in the middle of London. There are six offices, all with glass walls and views that look out over the city. The reception area is large and modern. It has a kitchen, a conference room, and its own private bathrooms.
“Spence,” I whisper. “It’s perfect.”
“Right?” He smiles, proud of himself for finding it.
“Are you sure I can do this?”
He kisses me softly. “You can do anything you set your mind to, angel. Stop doubting yourself.”
I imagine how I could make this place look and excitement fills me.
“Don’t act interested,” he says. “Play it cool while I negotiate the rental terms.”
“Okay.”
I walk over to the offices and start looking through them again. The agent returns.
“When would you want to consider beginning your rental agreement?”
I think for a moment. “Probably after Christmas. It would be hard for me to find suitable staff at this time of the year.”
“The owner said that should be fine.”
Spencer nods. “Okay, we’re going to look at a few other buildings this afternoon, so I’ll let you know.”
My face falls and Spencer gives me the look. Oh, that’s right, we’re playing it cool.
“The rent is rather high,” he says casually.