I’ve never been prouder of someone in my life as I was when she sat in that office in the bank and took care of her business. She was professional and cool as a cucumber. She was completely out of her element but held her own, asked the questions she had, and was utterly amazing.

She didn’t show any nerves at all until we got back to the room.

It was fascinating to see the burden of everything Joey did lift from her strong shoulders. She was lighter. Quicker to smile.

Relieved.

And I was right there with her. I’ve never been so relieved for someone to have intel. Because I already knew most of what she found, and I couldn’t tell her. Now, she understands what I do. There are no more secrets. No more accounts to find or secrets lurking that could spring up and hurt her.

She has all of the information.

And I can breathe a sigh of relief and be with the woman I’m completely in love with. We can build a relationship without Joey The Lemon hanging over our heads.

Maggie stirs next to me as we begin our descent into Seattle. She looks over at me and grins.

“We’re almost home,” I say and take her hand in mine.

“We still have a ferry ride,” she replies with a yawn. “But that’s okay. Did you sleep?”

“No.” I kiss her hand. “But I’m glad you did. Did you know that you snore?”

Her green eyes widen in horror. “I do not.”

“I would have taken a video, but I didn’t want to embarrass you.”

“Cameron Cox, I do not snore.”

She glances around to make sure that no one is laughing at her, and I can’t help but chuckle.

“You’re not funny.”

“I’m sort of funny.” I kiss her hand again. “You didn’t snore. Much.”

“Since when are you so mean?”

“Mean? Me?”

She simply glares at me and then snorts and gets her area ready for landing.

“You’ll be staying the night at my place,” I inform her.

“I will?”

“Yes. You don’t have hot water at your house, and I’m sure you’ll want a hot shower.”

“Oh, right. Yeah, I definitely want that. I’ll call the repair guy in the morning. Hopefully, he can fit me in right away. I also need to buy a car.”

“We can go into the city on your day off and find one,” I offer.

“Can’t I just buy one online? I don’t care what vehicle I get as long as it runs.”

“Well, you can, but I would think you’d want to test-drive something before you pay thousands of dollars for it.”

“I suppose you’re right.” She scrunches her nose. “Okay, we’ll go later this week.”