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I incline my head.

“I’ll get Kat to call you.”

They all leave, and I sink back into my chair.

That went better than expected.

Glancing at the clock, there’s half a day until Kat and I can touch base again, or touch in general.

My cock hardens instantly at the thought.

Callsfrom the New York office. Reporters want a statement on my new relationship. I have erected a wall of silence. No one is to speak to the press, or anyone, for that matter.

The London office has been acting as a shield, all calls being directed to a brick wall in the press office.

Thankfully, Caleb arranged for Mason to pick me up and drive me to the hotel.

I check into the room Elijah arranged for me, before knocking on Kat’s door.

“Hey,” she says, throwing it open.

“Hey, yourself. How was your day?”

“I’d rather not discuss it. Living it was bad enough. Although I did have coffee and cake with Mum. You have her seal of approval,” she says, her eyes twinkling.

I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her in for a kiss.

Our lips meet, the passion between us flowing, filling a void inside me.

When we finally come up for air, Kat smiles. “I needed that.”

“Me too.” I reply, taking her hand and leading her further into the room. “Your brothers paid me a visit today.”

“Gabriel?”

“No, he was the only one who didn’t.”

“Please tell me you told them to mind their own business?”

“Not quite, but in a roundabout way. Pen says we need to have dinner with them.”

Kat chuckles. “Is that all she said?”

“She threatened me, that if I hurt you…”

Kat laughs even harder. “Typical Pen. She’s a pussy cat, and she loves you.”

“Pen is definitely scarier than your brothers, and remember, cats have claws.”

I love Pen as we’ve been friends for years, but her friendship with Kat has survived a lot. Would ours do the same if Kat and I crumble?

“I’ll protect you,” Kat says, biting her lip to prevent herself from smiling.

I grunt, looking at the table behind her.

“The plans arrived?”

“Dragged them out of the archives myself,” she says, winding her arms around my neck. “Do you want to look at the plans, or order dinner first?”