Page 160 of Sinclair Duet

“Did you get a chance to talk to Dani today?” I asked.

“Not about the night you broke things off with Amber. Last night, I wanted to ask her. Today, I decided I didn’t need to.”

I lifted my right hand. “I swear she would confirm my recollections.”

“It doesn’t matter. I choose to trust you.”

“I don’t deserve you, but that doesn’t mean I’ll ever let you go.”

As we drove, Ella told me more about her meeting with Millie Barns as well as her lunch with Niles. While I knew for certain there was nothing romantic between Ella and Niles, there was still a small part of me that wished her best friend was female. I wouldn’t say that to her because the more I thought about it, the more I realized my best friend was female—my sister. And so was the person I wanted to spend my forever with.

“Did you get any work done with the campaign?”

“Talking with Millie helped me prioritize some things.” She grinned. “I can’t tell you more.”

“What the hell?”

“Nope.” She shook her head. “I decided that Millie either trusts me to pull this off or she gave me enough rope to hang myself. If it’s the latter, I won’t give her the satisfaction.”

“She likes you.”

Ella nodded. “She does. I also got the feeling that without Julia’s call, things could have gone south fast. I want to make this work.”

“I have no doubt.” I turned her direction. “How about we spend tonight at our other place.”

“Since we’re only engaged, I think we can refer to our respective homes.”

“Houses,” I corrected. “A home is where we are together.”

A smile curled her lips. “You’re such a romantic.”

“On Tuesdays, I have meals delivered. Currently, only three a week. We’ll have to cook them, but all the ingredients are there.”

“Cooking in that kitchen,” she said, her words coming out singsong. “Yes.”

“What about Duchess?”

“Let’s stop by my place. I’ll pack clothes for tomorrow and cosmetics. For today we can just set the automatic feeder. Hey, did the company do inspections of our security systems today?”

“They were supposed to.” I shook my head. “I’m sorry, I have been crazy busy.” I tilted my head toward the phone holder in the console. “Check my messages and see if they sent me a text.”

Ella looked suspiciously at my phone. “You want me to look in your phone. That’s a little personal, don’t you think?”

“Last night, my tongue was in your cunt. I think we’ve passed the personal boundaries.”

She scoffed. “When you put it like that.” Ella picked up my phone. “What’s your code?”

“1216.” With a sly grin and a sideway glance, I watched for Ella’s reaction.

“That’s my birthday.”

“Easy to remember.”

“Oh,” she said, “there is a message. It just says to call a man named Anthony.”

“He’s my contact. I’ll call him in the morning.”

“It’s odd,” Ella said. “My cameras have been off since I got out of the meeting with Millie.”