Austin and I talk seriously, over dinner. Once our desert is finished, we look at each other in silence. I can tell that Austin needs to think about something else and relax a bit. It’s also the case for me, and I’m glad that we’re on the same page.
“Would you like a massage to help you relax Mr. William?”
Austin puts his napkin down and smiles. “I haven’t won a race… Are you giving me credit, Miss CEO of my heart?”
I stand up and wrap my arms around Austin. He puts his head against my chest and hugs me back. We stay like this, without moving for a while, together in the eye of the storm that’s about to come down on us.
Whatever happens with the countdown, I know Austin and I will make it. I want to measure him and prove to him that we’ll stay united. I lightly kiss his hai
