You'll Be Mine by Rachel Hauck & Mandy Boerma

Author:Rachel Hauck & Mandy Boerma
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sunrise Admin

Chapter 9

How was Cami going to tell Ben? She wasn’t going to buy the inn. After convincing him to sell it to her. She parked next to his truck and glanced up at the restaurant—Angelo’s. It was becoming a thing.

She’d waited a day to see if Dad would change his mind, but when he hadn’t, she’d called Ben and asked to meet for dinner.

She’d tossed and turned all night. What was behind Dad’s soft, emotional, humble please? It had nothing to do with the inn’s ROI. Cami guessed it had everything to do with Mama.

The turmoil had also diminished her memories of Ben. She couldn’t remember the taste of his kiss. After she gave him the news, he’d probably never kiss her again.

Did she want the inn? Yes. But Dad had stood in her office and asked her to let this deal go. Please.

She heard, even felt, the tenor of his voice every time she thought of it. Since she could count on one hand the number of times Dad had asked her for something, she would rescind the offer without further delay. Ben would just have to understand.

Cami glanced down at her Jimmy Choos, straightened her pencil skirt, and touched her hair. Smile in place, she headed inside Angelo’s.

The cool, dim restaurant had a date-night feel. The string quartet played in the corner, and two couples danced on the open floor. The comforting scents of fresh Italian food filled the air.

Ben waved to her from the back booth—their booth. He stood and smiled as she approached, brushing his lips against her cheek. Her skin warmed under his touch, and she lingered to inhale his clean, soapy scent.

“You look beautiful.” Ben gestured toward the table. “Professional.”

“Came from work.”

“You sounded like you had something on your mind when you called.”

“Yeah, I do.” The server arrived with a glass of sweet tea for Cami.

“I hope you don’t mind, but I ordered a large pepperoni pizza, extra pepperoni, for us and sweet teas. But we can knock the work stuff out and then just be us.”

Just be us. There might not be any “us” after she told him she couldn’t buy the inn. Would he think she’d been toying with him?

Ben reached for a folder sitting next to him on the bench and slid it across the table. His eyebrows lifted as he smirked. “I didn’t need forty-eight hours to sign the contract. Signed them the moment you sent them.”

“You’ll never let me live that down, will you?”

“A woman who can imitate The Godfather? No, I don’t think I will.”

Cami reached for the folder and opened it to see Ben’s signature scrolled on the bottom of the paper.

“I am glad you’ll be the one to take the inn. It was a hard decision to sell, but when you told me your vision of a retreat for artists and families, I knew you would carry on my grandparents’ tradition. Makes the decision bearable.” Ben reached across the table for Cami’s hand. “I’m glad you’re the one behind the deal.

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