After a crazy week, Eliza plopped into one of the chairs in the empty dining room. Nathan walked into the room and stood by the door, arms neatly folded in front of him.
“Nathan, what time is it,” she asked, putting her head on the cool tabletop.
“It’s eleven AM.” His voice was flat, but then add playfully, “But you look like you need a drink. It’s gotta be five’o’clock somewhere.” She snorted out a chuckle.
“If only I could. There’s too much to do.” she lamented. She had just seen Liam and Kaia off. They had planned on leaving early, but saying goodbye had turned tougher than she thought. It had taken a few hours before she could finally see Liam’s charger drive away.
Now, she had lawyers to meet with to transfer lands and money from Josten to her, a shopping trip with Dakota’s mot
