If I Only Knew(77)

Her hand pats my cheek. “Go away, son.”

That’s not exactly the encouragement I was hoping for.

I touch Danielle’s hand and head out of the room, hoping that they both come out alive and that it goes better than her meeting with Nicole.

Once out in the hallway, I decide to call my brother.

“Is Mum okay?” he asks.

“Yes, why wouldn’t she be?”

He grumbles. “Because it’s fucking early and I was up all night with Colin who thought he’d become nocturnal for a change.”

“Danielle is here,” I tell him, ignoring his complaining.

“Yes, I know.”

“She said she quit.”

“Yes, again, I know,” Callum sighs. “I’m assuming you didn’t fuck it up when she showed up?”

I’m not a moron. I know what I’m doing when it comes to women, unlike him. “I asked her to marry me.”

He nearly chokes. “You what?”

I hear Nicole in the background. “What is he saying?”

Callum moves the receiver and reiterates what I just said.

“You what?” Nicole’s voice is now the one on the line.

“I proposed, do you have a problem with that?” I ask.

Nicole goes quiet for a second and then sighs. “No, it’s sweet and romantic. Good job, Milo.”

“Well, I love her and never wish to be parted again. She left her job, is willing to move to London, and there’s no fucking way she’s living anywhere but in my house.”

Again, there’s silence.

“Nicole, are you there?”

“I’m here,” she sniffs. “Here’s your brother.”

Callum comes back on the line. “Great. You made her cry, now I’m going to have to listen to how you’re the better Huxley again.”

“Was there ever a question about that?” I joke.

“I hope you know,” he starts, “I never wanted you two to be separated. It wasn’t because I don’t care about you or that I was being cruel. It was that there really were no options.”

In a small part of my heart, I know that. But something I loved was being taken from me, without any choice in the matter. To have it be my brother pulling the strings was even worse. Was my anger misplaced? Maybe.

I’ll forgive you . . . depending on the wedding present.”

He laughs. “Your wedding present is that I created another senior level position where Danielle will be your equal at Dovetail.”

“My equal?” I scoff. “I’m the bloody Vice President! There’s no way I’ll be under her again, damn you.”

My bastard brother snickers. “Co-Vice President. Your soon to be wife is the other. Have a great day, Milo.”

Before I can say another word, the arsehole hangs up, leaving me stunned.

Once again, Danielle is going to find a way to make me pay—forever, and that works just fine for me.





Epilogue





Danielle





Three Months Later


“Are you planning to move anything?” my husband asks.

“Not really.”

“So you’re going to sit there on your arse whilst I carry the boxes?”

“Pretty much.” I shrug.

“And here I thought we were equal partners,” Milo laughs as he carries another box in.

Oh, how silly men are. Sure, we’re equal—at times.

I grab my cup of tea and take a sip. I figure I should start getting used to my new homeland. In America, barely anyone drinks tea. It’s all about coffee, but I actually prefer tea, so I’m happy. Plus, the tea here is really fantastic.

“I’m just doing what Nicole said to do.”

He stops and looks at me. “And what was that, my darling?”

I give him a playful smirk. “Supervise.”

We’ve been living in London for a little over a month and finally our household goods shipment from America arrived. My home sold quick, and the kids were about done with school, so we said our goodbyes and headed to our new home of London, England.

I started two weeks ago as Co-Vice President of Dovetail Enterprises. It was a little crazy, but it’s been amazing. Callum wants his family to all hold board seats and now that we’re officially family, it works.

Really, I think he wanted to make Milo miserable. Which is another thing I don’t mind either.

Keeping him a little hostile makes him work harder.

“Could you supervise while holding a box?”

I smirk. “I could, but you didn’t ask nicely.”

“I’ll give you nicely.”

“I sure hope so, husband.”

Milo’s eyes fill with warmth. Each time I say husband or remind him that I’m his wife, his entire face lights up. I love that it makes him so happy. The truth is, I love it just as much.

Milo wasted no time in getting married, he said he wanted to make sure I couldn’t change my mind.

Our wedding was super small, but perfect. We had a week in between the move and needing to be in London, so we hopped on a plane to the islands and were married. The kids, us, Nicole and Callum, that’s it.

Of course, Nicole was supposed to get a video for us, but instead, she went live so everyone else could see. In the end, it was perfect.