What did he think? He thought he would never survive in New York City. He thought Adele deserved this opportunity. He didn’t want to deny her anything. So he said, “I think Hudson better be back before we go, or Scarlett’s going to need to hire someone else.”
Adele giggled, her jolly good mood something magical. He didn’t want to be the one to ruin that. He couldn’t.
She stretched up and kissed him, a sloppy union of their mouths, still laughing. Then she went into the kitchen and got the food out of the microwave. He ate, contemplating what he would possibly do in New York while she was setting up the new restaurant.
It didn’t matter.
This wasn’t his ranch, and he had the money and freedom to do anything he wanted. Go wherever he wanted. And he wanted to be with Adele.
He took down t
