Sheridan
The light slants across Trey’s face, gilding his features. I sigh a happy sigh. I don’t know what I’m more grateful to him for; helping me secure peace with the vampires, or getting me to stand up to my dad. Now I get sunrises and sunsets and all the hours in between with him. He’s my reward.
“Can we stop by the club first? I need to take some measurements.” When he blinks at me, I continue, “For the new layout I’m going to design. Don’t worry, we won’t implement all the changes at once. We’ll start with little upgrades the clients will appreciate. First is a new parking lot—I’m calling contractors tomorrow.”
“f**k me,” Trey groans.
“Oh, that’s also on the agenda. If you’re good, and no one’s around, you can do me in the club, up against the chain link fence.”
He freezes, the
