Luca's POV
She arrived at four of three. I heard the car door and was already at the front door when she came up the steps. She looked up at me and the expression she wore was the specific one she'd had after the board meeting the first time. The one that said something held that I built.
Doubled now.
"Show me," she said.
I took her upstairs.
The thinking room smelled like fresh wood and sawdust. The shelves followed the roofline exactly the way I'd planned. Built-in, white, clean lines, adjustable heights for whatever Aria decided to put in them. The angled wall was entirely shelving now. The lower sections are wide enough for art supplies. The upper ones are for books.
Maya stood in the middle of the room and looked at it.
I stood in the doorway and looked at her.
She turned slow
