Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 97199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97199 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
“Yes and no.” He taps a hand on his knee. “I told myself it was because I had a job to do, but honestly, I just wanted to see you again. I liked you from the start.”
I look toward the door to regain my composure. I liked him a lot the first time I saw him too.
“I didn’t give the job my all from the start.” He chuckles. “How could I? I was falling for you, and around every turn, Percy was proving to be a bigger asshole than I anticipated.”
“Did you ever consider telling me what was going on?” I question, glancing at his watch.
His gaze follows mine. “My time is fading away, so I’ll choose my words carefully.”
I want to tell him to ignore the clock, but more than that, I want to hear what he has to say.
“At first, I viewed the risk to my business as the most important thing, but that changed quickly.” He sets both of his hands on the table, inches from mine. “I was falling for you and knew he could never be the type of man you deserved.”
“Are you the type of man I deserve, William?” My voice breaks as I ask the question.
“I am,” he says confidently. “I fucked up. I know that. I’ve never fallen for a woman I’ve met through my work, but then you appeared and flipped my entire life upside down. It took a minute for me to find my balance again, but when I did, I knew that Percy was not the guy for you. You’ll never find a man who loves you as much as I do.”
“We just met,” I point out, knowing that what I feel for him isn’t dependent on how many days ago we crossed paths.
“Which means we have a lifetime to make up for, Opal.” He slides his hands closer to mine but doesn’t touch them. “Give me a chance to prove I’m a good man. I won’t let you down.”
I slide my hands until our fingers are barely brushing. “How many men have you helped?”
“Hundreds,” he answers quickly. “I’ve told a hell of a lot of men that I can’t do much for them until they’re willing to work on themselves first. I’ll never play a part in connecting a woman with a man who doesn’t value her or himself.”
His fingers move closer, covering the tips of mine as he goes on, “I love what I do. I’m damn good at it, but this experience has taught me something.”
“What?”
The smile that slides over his lips makes my heart sing. “It may be time to tweak things a bit.”
I smile, too.” Tweak how?”
“Focus solely on helping men to be decent human beings.” He chuckles. “Percy needed so much goddamn help, and it’s not just him. Every day, I run into men who don’t have a clue how to carry themselves or how to be good people. I think I should shelve the love part of the equation and spend my time working with the men in this city. I’ll still consult with them one on one if that’s what they need. Maybe offer some workshops. One of the women I work with has been pushing this podcast idea at me. It might be time to reconsider that.”
“How many women do you work with?” I ask.
“You already know about Aleena.” He chuckles. “There’s Lola and Sheila too. They’re all friends from college.”
I take a small leap toward a future I know I want. “Maybe I can meet them one day.”
He swallows hard, and with emotion swimming in his eyes, he finally reaches for both of my hands to hold them in his. “I’d like that, Opal. I’d like that a hell of a lot.”
65
William
“Did you research me when you were trying to get me to fall for Percy?” Opal asks as she’s locking the door to her bar.
I won’t lie to her, so I don’t. “Lola did a bit of background work on you. Sheila told me about one of your past relationships.”
Her eyes widen. “Oh.”
“Yesterday,” I clarify. “She told me about Thaddeus yesterday.”
Her brows furrow. “I thought you dumped Percy as a client a bit ago. Why was she looking into my past yesterday?”
I reach for her hand to squeeze it. “She wasn’t. She stumbled on some old social media posts about your broken engagement the day I told Percy to go to hell. When she saw how torn up I was yesterday, I told her about your last words to me.”
Her gaze wanders my face. I can tell she’s thinking about what she said. She finally nods. “I said that you’re both just as bad as TJ.”
Nodding, I step back to give her room to step away from the door. I have no idea which direction she wants to head. I’d guide her toward my apartment, but it’s not my call to make.