All I Ever Need Is You (The Sullivans #14)(46)

“You and all those sexy-as-hell biz school brains. No wonder I love scrambling them up so much,” he teased. “But you wouldn’t just take the business from her, would you?”

“How could I? I wanted to make sure she’d be able to live comfortably in her retirement. And even though she’d always been a good saver, I knew that plenty of wedding planners would have jumped at the chance to buy the business from her just to get their hands on her contacts list. I’d had a couple of jobs that paid pretty well through college, so I was able to give her a down payment on what the company was worth along with a percentage of profits. Profits she’ll always deserve for building something so wonderful.”

Kerry had never told anyone so many of the details of how she’d come to acquire the business from her mother. Not even her sister. But it was always so easy to talk to Adam. She knew he wouldn’t judge her. Not when he’d had plenty of reasons to so far, but never had.

He brushed a lock of hair away from her cheek, and just that faint touch of his fingertips sent thrill bumps rising across the surface of her skin. “You talk a good game,” he said softly, “but we both know you didn’t pay her for the business and cut her in on the future profits just to make sure she’d have a comfortable retirement. You keep her as a part of the business because you love her.”

“The business was so much of her life—her whole life, really—for so many years that I didn’t want her to feel like she had nothing once I took over. I want her to feel that if she ever wants to come back and work on a wedding, she doesn’t have to ask, that everything is just as much hers as it’s ever been. And I want to make sure that my standards of excellence are just as high as hers, so that she’ll never be disappointed in the choice she made to turn her blood, sweat, and tears over to me.”

“She’d love you just as much, even if the business went south. You know that, don’t you?”

Kerry wanted to say, Of course. Wanted to believe that it was true. But though she nodded, Adam noticed her pause. Because he noticed everything.

“I’m not going to deny that I’ve met plenty of people who give out love tied to strings,” he said, “but though I’ve only met your mother once, I’m positive hers doesn’t come with any. How could it when you’re the kind of daughter every parent dreams of having?”

The spot in her chest that had been tight and achy ever since her mother had shown up at the wedding suddenly loosened.

“How do you do it?” She struggled with the emotion rising within her—a mix of gratitude and breathlessness, leaving her feeling touched and overwhelmed. “How do you always know just what to say to make me feel better when I’m all twisted up in knots?”

“I’m usually the one saying all the wrong things, sometimes on purpose, sometimes by accident. But with you—” His dark eyes burned into her with deep emotion that seemed to equal hers. “With you, everything is easier. Better, too. So much better, Kerry, than with anyone else.”

She’d never needed a kiss more, never wanted to lose herself in one the way she wanted to lose herself in his tonight. But when she heard male laughter coming from behind one wall—a wall that was only barely standing, according to Adam—she made herself draw back.

“I shouldn’t keep you from your work any longer, especially not when I’m sure your guys will be wanting to head home as soon as they can. Text me when you think you might be free again, and we can—”

“Tonight. I can be free tonight in two hours. Three max.”

Her heart leapt in her chest. “Are you sure? Because you—”

“Can’t work these guys too much longer without all of us getting sloppy. And I don’t want another night to go by without you.”

“I’ll be working, too, and I have plenty to keep me busy on my computer at the hotel, so promise me you won’t rush and get hurt.”

“I won’t get hurt,” he promised, but he made no promises about speed.

* * *

Four hours later, Adam finally walked into the hotel suite. He’d texted Kerry several times to let her know how things were coming along, but unfortunately, he hadn’t been able to cut his guys loose until after nine p.m. By the time he’d finished closing up the site and dealing with paperwork that needed to be waiting on county desks first thing in the morning, another hour and a half had passed.

And every single second that he’d been working on the building, he wished he could have been here with Kerry, instead.

The lights were on throughout the suite, and his heart beat faster knowing he was only seconds from having her in his arms. Her name was already halfway from his lips when he saw her.

She was curled up asleep on a dining room chair. Her computer was open on the table in front of her, but the screen had gone dark…and she was so beautiful that his heart turned over in his chest. He swore it literally flipped head to tail, then back again.

A part of him didn’t want to do anything to wake her. Not when she was clearly exhausted. But how could he let her stay in such an uncomfortable spot?

And more important, how could he possibly stop himself from touching her?

There wouldn’t be any wild and crazy sex tonight, but that was okay. It was enough just to get to spend the night with her, even if she slept through the whole thing.