Major’s POV
I spent lots of time in her workshop, watching her work and humming until the sun set. Aron even called to check if I was still there and had forgotten what I had to do, but I assured him I would have them done at night.
“I'm afraid that lady is making you lose focus,” he had said, and I chuckled. “Remember you're the President and nothing should be distracting you this much.”
I searched for my words for some time before I answered him, “The one week I worked for the club should be enough to prove that nothing was distracting me. I need to rest, and you know that, so stop getting on my nerves.”
“Apology, Prez!”
Good for him. He hung up, and I slid my cell phone back into my pocket.
By the end of the day, I closed her workshop with her. I didn't leave until she rode off o
