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breath.
    “ You’ll get used to it.”
    “ Tell my body that,” I laughed nervously.
    He chuckled and kissed the back of my hand. I always liked how he allowed me to be myself. He didn’t spend the next few minutes trying to convince me that I would get over it. He made it easy for me to have my own feelings and that’s something that’s hard for men to do. In my experiences they always tried to tell you how to feel or what to do about your feelings. That’s incredibly annoying.
    After we were in the air we sat in a comfortable silence. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I wished that we could have stayed in California forever. I wished that we didn’t have to return to all of the chaos but the sooner that we jumped right in the better.
    “ I’m excited to get this new business venture going with you,” he said breaking into my thoughts.
    I had totally forgotten about the business portion. He’d done a better job than I thought with getting my mind off of all the drama.
    “Are you finally going to tell me exactly what it is?”
    I sat up straight and looked at him, he gave me a sheepish grin, “Well I’m about to start a string of high end restaurants and clubs.   We can test the market by playing around with a few different concepts and then the ones that are successful can be duplicated in other parts of Chicago as well as other states.”
    My eyes widened at his suggestion, and I realized what a huge undertaking this was about to become. My heart began to race because we had a lot of work ahead of us.
    “Well what part do you want me to play in all of this?” I asked.
    I suddenly felt extremely inadequate because I didn’t have any clue about the restaurant or club industry. Sure, I’d been to quite a few but that probably wouldn’t help me much in that arena.
    “You’re going to be my right hand. I’m learning about this business just like you are. So don’t feel as if you’re at a disadvantage. I’m bringing in some of the best of the best in the industry and so you’ll be sitting in with me to learn about what it’s going to take. We’ll navigate all of this together. So I hope you’re ready for the ride.”
    I gave a small sigh of relief. I knew that if someone spelled things out for me then I could figure it out. Some concepts may go over my head, but I would spend some of my personal time figuring it out.
    “I’ll admit that it’s going to be a little out of my element but I’m going to do my best. We’re in this together babe.” I said.
    He brought my hands to his lips and gave my knuckles a long slow kiss and it went throughout my entire being. He had the ability to create a flame where there wasn’t any. I gave a content sigh, and it caused him to laugh.
    “But that’s what I like to hear. You’re easily one of the most intelligent people that I know, and it comes naturally for you. What you don’t have in formal education you make up for in instinct,” he said.
    “ I still would like to get my formal education. I just think that it will make me a lot more confident in the long run. I’ve always wanted to do it, but I didn’t have the time or money.”
    “ Well, consider it done. Pick a school and that’s where you’ll go, you already know how I feel about that. We can get the ball rolling as soon as possible, and you can be in classes next semester,” he assured me.
    “ You don’t waste any time,” I said in amusement.
    “ Life is too short to waste time Camille. If there’s something that you want to do, and you have the means then there’s no reason to wait.”
    “ I like the way that you think Mr. Kane.”
    “ I love the way that you think, future Mrs. Kane,” he said. “Speaking of getting the ball rolling, it’s time for us to start organizing the wedding. Have you given any thought to where you want to get married?”
    Did he seriously ask a woman a question like that? I’d been planning my wedding since I was seven years old.
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