“But…”
“But the more I think about it, the less appealing it becomes. I can’t explain it.”
She nods. “You love The Williamson Group and the people you work with.”
“I do. We’re a family, and I hate the idea of walking away from a company I’ve put so many years into.”
“When do you have to decide by?”
“I have some time.”
“Do you want my opinion?”
I roll my eyes. “Duh.”
“I hate the idea of you being so far away. You wouldn’t be able to pop in for an afternoon anymore or come in for a hockey game. We would miss you, but if this is what you want, what you really want, then we would support you.”
“What would you do if you were me?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I would tell them thank you for considering me, but no thank you. I wouldn’t walk away from a company you love after investing a decade into the place.”
“I don’t necessarily love the job itself, though.”
Adrianna shrugs. “That’s an easy fix. Tell Max you don’t want to be the CFO anymore. Tell him what position you want. Knowing him, he would make it happen. It might take some time to find your replacement, but that’s not a big deal.”
As soon as she says it, it smacks me in the face.
I didn’t even think of that.
If I told Max I wanted to do something else, he would make it happen. He would hate it, but he would do it.
Would it really be that easy?
“I didn’t even think about that,” I tell her quietly.
Adrianna chuckles. “Sometimes we don’t see what’s right in front of us.”
“I feel so stupid.”
“You aren’t stupid, you’re just too close to the situation to see everything. It happens to the best of us.”
“Enough about me, tell me what’s happening there.”
The conversation shifts, and while Adrianna fills me in on the latest things going on with our friends, the only thing I can think about is the fact I need to talk to Max as soon as possible.
MAX
My phone rings, and I groan when I see it’s a video call from the guys. Not just one but all three.
“What?” I ask when I answer.
“Well, good evening to you too, sweetheart. I know it’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, but you can come home anytime. I miss you too,” Brantley jokes.
“Yeah, what’s up with that? It’s been a while since you’ve swung through town. If I didn’t know better, I would say you’re avoiding us,” Mason says, making me roll my eyes.
“I’m not avoiding you guys. I’ve been fucking busy. Something you know all about,” I say pointedly to my brother.
“I do, which is why I’m thankful that you switched positions with me,” Mason says.
