I find myself frowning at the lack of attitude in her voice. Something’s different about her. Even her eyes are softer.
“Well, I’m glad you got home safely. How’s the leg?”
“It’s fine. Judy refuses to let me go out on Rex or even for a run right now. She’s mad that I went for one after I got home from the hospital.”
“You run?” That’s interesting.
“Yeah, I run every day. In Copper Run, that was the only thing I did for myself outside of work.”
“Well, Judy’s right to not let you run, not when you need to rest a few days after getting home.”
Della nods. “So, what are you doing here?”
“I came to see you. Wanted to check in and make sure you’re good.” I twist in the seat next to her, using one leg to push the swing while watching her closely. “I want to ask you something.”
“I know about the deal your club made Maddox. But you should know I’m not selling,” she says, eyes widening. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have blurted that out.” Della shakes her head and looks away. “I don’t know all the details yet of the deal, but Maddox and I are meeting with Lucifer tomorrow.”
“I’ll be at the meeting as well,” I inform her. “Lucifer told me about it during church today.”
“Church?” Her eyes come back to me, confusion clearly visible in her features.
“It’s when we meet to discuss club business. Church is what we call it.”
“Ahh.” She nods. “So, it’s your conference room.”
“You could say that.” I grin. “Though it’s not. It’s church and sacred to us. What we would call our conference room is where we meet with those outside of the club for business dealings. Granted, it’s in a trailer and definitely not pretty. Mostly it’s a card table and chairs.”
Della laughs and shakes her head while looking down.
“What do you have there?”
I nod to the folder in her hands when she lifts her gaze back to me.
“Oh, it’s something I’d put together while I was in college. Technically, it was a school project, but I kept it because it was ideas for when I came home.”
Again, she surprises me by not giving me attitude and telling me it wasn’t any of my business.
“Can I take a look?” I ask, holding my hand out.
“Sure, I was going to show it to Maddox when he had some free time.”
Della hands me the file and sits back, bringing her legs up into the seat.
Damn, she’s beautiful.
Opening the folder, I turn my attention to it and not the woman next to me. Though with her proximity, I can still see her in my peripheral and can feel her watching me closely.
It takes me a few minutes to go over all that she has in here, but it’s a good idea. A dude ranch. It’s a damn good idea. She has it written clearly with all the numbers, a rough mock-up of her plans, including where she’d want to put it. There was even a small restaurant involved with it.
The details Della put into her business proposal are remarkable and something Lucifer and Maddox both needed to see. It was brilliant. Best of all, there isn’t a dude ranch within two hundred miles of here.
“It’s not the latest numbers since I did this in my sophomore year of school, though I’ll note that they were at the time,” she explains apprehensively.
“This is awesome.”
“Thanks, I’m not sure my brother is going to go for it.”
“Why wouldn’t he?” I ask, watching her closely.
