to Sam, we’re taking another step on that journey. It’s because of the man to my left that this room
exists.”
Their praise came at me from every direction, and I couldn’t make out what any of them were
saying. I took a step closer to William, then back, uncomfortable being on display. It was easier if I
blended in. But William had other plans. He led me to the door, taking my hand and placing it on the
doorknob. Corey placed a hand on my shoulder, leaning in to whisper the reassurance I desperately
needed. “Show them, Sam. Let everyone see what you’ve created. They’re going to love it as much as
we do.”
“Thanks.” I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and opened the door. I stepped to the side as it
swung wide, not wanting to get trampled by the littles who’d been doing their best to wait patiently
while I had a nervous breakdown.
William and Corey were right. The room was a big hit. I had to step over littles who had scattered
toys all over every surface, every time I wandered through. Maybe I should have listened to Jack
when he suggested not puttingallof the toys in the playroom at once. I gathered the abandoned toys in
my arms, until they were nearly overflowing, muttering the entire time about how messy people were.
“It’s easy to figure out which boys are here on their own.”
I shuddered at the sound of a deep voice behind me. When I stood a bit too fast, I wound up
dropping every last stuffie and car I’d collected. Without acknowledging the admittedly gorgeous
man, I stooped down and started picking them up again. I nearly fell on my ass when his hand covered
mine.
“You shouldn’t have to pick up their messes.” He started gathering the toys in his own arms,
which held a lot more than mine would. That wasn’t hard. I was on the small side and, while not
anything record setting, he was definitely above average.
My gaze drifted toward the juncture of his legs of its own accord. Yep,definitelymore than
average.
Quit that. Nothing good comes of ogling the customers.
“It’s okay,” I reassured him. After all, this playroom was my idea, so it stood to reason that I
should be the one cleaning up when the other boys got distracted. Besides, it gave me a reason to hang
out once William started the exhibition. I wasn’t sure what he had planned. He’d suggested that I
leave it up to him, and with everything else going on with the boss deciding to take vacation at the
