“I’m sorry. I was thinking about Luke. And last night. And this morning.”

Abby beamed. “Tell me everything. I want details.”

“I don’t mean that. Well, I do, but I was thinking about how happy he was when I got home and how sweet. I took a short nap before dinner. When I woke up he’d brought up one of the bouquets of flowers and put them on the nightstand. I went downstairs to find him and saw one of the bouquets on the dining room table and another on the coffee table in front of the fireplace. It was so lovely how he’d put them throughout the house, so that no matter where I went, I could enjoy them. The last bouquet was on the kitchen table. He was at the stove making me pancakes, eggs, and bacon. We ate in front of a roaring fire.”

Abby’s eyes turned all dreamy. “He made you breakfast for dinner.”

“He said it was the fastest thing he could make that would stick to my ribs and give me enough energy.”

Abby perked up and her eyes lit with interest. “Energy for what? Come on, give.”

“Let’s just say I woke up in his arms in front of the fireplace this morning.”

He’d given her another perfect night, with the roaring fire she’d included in her dream day.

Abby sighed. “I am so jealous. I can’t wait to meet him.”

“How many more meetings do we have to get through?” She and Luke agreed it didn’t make sense for him to trail her from one meeting to the next before the benefit, so he was meeting her right before the actual event started.

“Two more to go. Luke, his family, and yours will meet us after that and you’ll all go to the ballroom together. You have your speech, right?”

“I do. I’ve kept it short and sweet. I’ll make a few comments about the Spencer Foundation and what we’re doing, and then accept the award. Sound good?”

“Perfect. Let’s get these meetings out of the way. I can’t wait to meet your Luke.”

“My Luke. I like that. Who are we meeting with next?”

“TriStar, Inc.”

“Right. A security project like the Knox Project.”

“Exactly. Then . . .” Abby stalled and held up her hand. “Promise you won’t freak out?”

“Why?”

“Because the second meeting is actually a press conference with about a hundred reporters who all want to ask you about Spencer Software and Andy’s Antics and how you, as a woman, built the companies into what they are today.” Abby winced and waited for Sarah’s reaction. “I’ve been fending off requests for months,” she went on. “As soon as it was announced you were actually going to make a public appearance, the organizers set it up without asking me first. You can answer all their questions at once, then go hide out on Luke’s ranch.”

There was no stopping it now. And Abby had warned her they’d do a lot of press today. Meeting them all at once and getting it over with suited her. “Sounds like a plan.” And after, Luke would be here, and that made her really happy.