Primal Instincts: Volume 9 by Nicole Edwards

Author:Nicole Edwards [Edwards, Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0C358M168
Goodreads: 137138261
Publisher: Nicole Edwards Limited
Published: 2023-05-25T23:00:00+00:00

EPILOGUE 1

1

One month later, Friday…

Journey

“I’m leaving right at five,” I told Nick when he called me for the third time since he left at two. “Might even be a few minutes early. I’m almost done.”

“It can wait, Journey. Come. Home.”

I chuckled. “Since when do you condone procrastination, Mr. Weston?”

“Since we made plans for the weekend.”

I sighed. “You’re right. I get it.” I glanced at the clock on my computer. “I’ll leave at four-thirty. I’ll have Duke call Mason to let him know.”

“I’ll call Mason,” he corrected.

“Fine. You do that, and I’m going to finish what I’m doing. I promise I’ll be home in time to go. Where are we going again?”

“Nice try. Hurry it up.”

The call ended, and I set my phone on my desk, smiling as I finished typing up the email I’d been working on. It was the final review of my team’s plan for the upcoming silent auction that would run during the newly implemented summer break. One full week off for the entire company in order to reset for the second-half push. Since we historically saw our highest revenues during the holiday season and the first month of the new year, rolling out new products took priority at the end of the year.

We had some huge rollouts coming up, including the Primal Reflect and the Primal Rower—both of which were on target for a November launch, with preorder interests breaking company records. In order to prepare for them, I suggested that we implement a summer break for all employees—five full days off during the Fourth of July week. Honestly, I hadn’t figured anyone would go for it, but sometimes people surprise you. Creed, Hawk, Garrison, and Nick all jumped on board and set me to work preparing for the announcement.

As if that wasn’t complicated enough, I coupled the surprise holiday with an online auction that would raise money for the newly created Natalie Weston Memorial Fund in honor of Nick’s sister. With help from Garrison and Creed, we created the nonprofit organization in order to raise money that would directly benefit various charities across the country that supported mental health awareness. Similar initiatives would roll out globally once our new sites opened next year.

I’d been working ridiculous amounts of overtime to get everything set up, but I didn’t mind. Even if I didn’t have an extra few days off this year, I wouldn’t mind. It was worth it.

My desk phone buzzed.

I smiled. “Yes, Duke. I know. I’m packing my stuff now.”

“Just making sure.”

I pushed the button to disconnect the call, then clicked save on my document, undocked my laptop, and tucked it into my bag before tossing my phone in with it.

I said goodnight to Duke, Bree, and Diane before Kurt kindly escorted me down to the main lobby and out to the Escalade that was waiting for me. I considered getting some work done during the drive home but decided against it. Instead, I opened my phone and flipped through the images of the new house that we had just made an offer on.

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