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never met him.
    “The same.” Carte pinned his unflinching gaze on Doran. “Now to business. I want you to come work for me.”
    “Am I being fired?” Doran asked Mr. Silver. “Because, I got a job here at CAKE, right?”
    Mr. Silver nodded. “You do. Your work had been superior. We are not firing you. You’re an asset.”
    Jill chimed in. “Yes, I can attest to it.”
    “So…” Doran had no idea where this was going.
    “So, I need that level of quality,” Carte added.
    “Our finance department needs an overhaul. I’d like to hire you as senior accountant.”
    “Why?” he asked.
    “Jill will you excuse us?” Mr. Silver said.
    “Sure.” Jill left.
    Doran steeled his nerves. Here it comes. He stood up.
    Mr. Silver moved from behind his desk, joining Carte Seay and himself. His shoulders relaxed. Carte’s body also relaxed. It was just the three of them. Guys.
    Doran smiled.
    “Let me be frank,” Mr. Silver began. “I love my fiancé, and she loves her baby cousin…”
    “So, this is about Ken,” Doran nodded.
    “Yes and no,” Carte answered. “I had already spoken to Stephen about my need for an honest accountant a week or so ago.”
    “And when Cree told me about Kenyatta’s, uh, concerns—”
    “You thought moving me would get me out of your hair?”
    “Uh…”
    “Well, it won’t work! I love her and I know she loves me. I’m not going to stop seeing her. Not for you or him or…” Doran realized he was shouting and fell silent.
    “You done?” Mr. Silver asked quietly. He crossed his arms.
    Carte Seay’s muffled laughter warned that Doran had missed something. He didn’t back down, but he did nod.
    “Good. While I’m glad you love Kenyatta, that isn’t my immediate concern—Cree is. And Kenyatta is Cree’s baby cousin. So, I need to make sure my love is happy and that means you are making her baby cousin happy.”
    Doran froze. “She loves me.”
    “Anyone with eyes could see,” Carte chimed in.
    “How do you know?”
    “I was at the party too, Doran. Had you not been so, um, focused on the beautiful woman, you would’ve noticed,” Carte explained.
    “The point is, Carte is offering you nearly twice the salary and an advanced position,” Mr. Silver said.
    “For what?” Doran wanted it to be clear. He would not bribe him to leave Kenyatta alone.
    “For you to take very good care of Kenyatta,” Mr. Silver said. “She is my family.”
    Doran saw the logic. “More money.”
    Carte nodded. “But you will earn it.”
    “Of course,” Doran said with a smile.
     

Epilogue
     
    A month later
     
    Kenyatta lay sprawled across the bed. The cool breeze of the ceiling fan caressed her still sweaty body. Beside her, Doran panted.
    “Good morning.” She reached for his hand. “I’ve got to get to work.”
    “Me. Too.” Doran rose up on his elbows beside her. “You be sure to miss me during the day, lass.”
    Kenyatta sighed. “Yes, but I like that I get to devour you when I’m here.”
    “Aye.” He kissed her hand.
    “I love you, Doran,” she said softly.
    “I love you, too.”
    “No matter where you work.”
    Doran smiled and her heart took flight. He grabbed her, held her close and whispered, “Aren’t I lucky?”
     
    R AE L YNN
     

 
     

     
    Thank you for reading. To read more stories connected to this series, check out the following:
     
    C.A.K.E (Cree and Stephen)
    An English Rose (Evelyn and Liam)
    Tulips for Tonica (Tonica and Carte)
     

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