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Chapters (33)
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  3. Reading Order
  4. Quote
  5. Chapter One
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Chapter Four
  9. Chapter Five
  10. Chapter Six
  11. Chapter Seven
  12. Chapter Eight
  13. Chapter Nine
  14. Chapter Ten
  15. Chapter Eleven
  16. Chapter Twelve
  17. Chapter Thirteen
  18. Chapter Fourteen
  19. Chapter Fifteen
  20. Chapter Sixteen
  21. Chapter Seventeen
  22. Chapter Eighteen
  23. Chapter Nineteen
  24. Chapter Twenty
  25. Chapter Twenty-One
  26. Chapter Twenty-Two
  27. Epilogue
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Being able to support Noah’s business is one silver lining I’ve found from this. I know he’s a hard worker and always gives the best quality, so it’s a win-win.

Each morning, Archer and I bang each other’s brains out, then eat breakfast together. He goes to work, and I stay home since I’m selling my new inventory on social media. I’m storing it all in my bedroom so I can still bring in some income, but when the boutique is open again, I’ll move everything there. I haven’t had as much time to focus on online sales until now, and Lexie has been my right-hand woman through it all. Once we transition to the boutique, I’ll probably need to hire someone to keep up with it.

I walk into the living room and see Archer happily playing a game of tug-of-war with Sassy.

“Hot damn,” he says when he eyes me up and down. “Are you a firework display?”

I snort because the Fourth of July one-liners don’t get any cheesier than that. “Am I?” I prompt.

“Yeah, baby, you just made my heart explode.”

My head falls back with laughter. “Really workin’ on those dad jokes these days, aren’t ya?”

“I try. Are we taking Sassy with us today?”

“Nah. She hates fireworks and big crowds.”

“Of course,” he mutters, then pulls me into his arms and brushes his soft lips against mine.

“We should probably get going,” I tell him, moaning as he slides his tongue inside.

He pouts, biting on my lower lip. “I guess you’re right. I know what will happen if we keep going.”

I smirk. “We wouldn’t make it to the Fourth of July celebration.”

We both chuckle, knowing it’s the truth. After Archer takes Sassy out one more time, we make our way downtown.

“You should have a huge grand reopening when you know the date and make a big deal out of it,” Archer suggests.

“You’re absolutely right! I had planned a Christmas in July sale for this month, but since that won’t happen anymore, a grand reopening sounds even better. Send out flyers, get a huge sign for the front of the shop, hire a local band and get food trucks to come out like when Tyler opened the gym.”

“I bet it’d do really well.”

“Speaking of, do you want to see Noah’s progress?” I ask, and he nods.

I enter, then disable the security alarm. The walls have been freshly painted, and the wooden floor was refinished. The counter is now more of a U-shape, and he even magically made the dressing rooms bigger.

Archer’s eyes go wide. “Wow. It looks like it’s almost done, baby.”

“I know. Noah’s been busting his ass for me. Put a lot of guys on it. I kinda like it better than the original. I’m so excited to reopen.”