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. I know. She nearly tripped over her own feet. What? He called Reed this morning.Apparently Brock is actually the founder of the Blue BoatFoundation.And he did it for Reed. Her voice thickened. You can t know how much that means toReed to both of us. Regan couldn t believe he d told Reed, not when he d basically ripped her a new one when shefound out.From that reaction alone, she would have guessed he kept his involvement on the down-low and that was without knowing how he d covered his tracks as much as possible so he wasn tlinked to the foundation publicly.It was a mystery and it d remain that way because he wasn texactly breaking down her door to confess his reasoning to her. I know.I did a background search onhim and found out he was attached to the Blue Boat Foundation. Julie was silent for all of a beat. Then what gives? He s a saint as far as I m concerned, and eventhe village fool could tell that he s got a thing for you.Why aren t you banging on his doorstep anddemanding he make an honest woman of you? Just because he finally owned up to this with Reed doesn t mean he s ready for something likethat. As much as she was coming to realize she wanted it.And not just with anyone with Brock.Hewas the only person she d ever been serious about who actually lightened the load of stress shecarried around constantly. He s got this underachiever bullshit down to a science.He s so terrifiedof coming up short that he s not willing to even try.Not even for me. Regan Wakefield, that s a defeatist attitude if I ever heard one.Since when do you give up withouta fight? I don t know.I can t think straight when it comes to this guy.He s got me so twisted up, I have afew hives worth of bees in my bonnet. Now you re speaking my language. Julie laughed. But that doesn t change anything you areRegan, She Who Plans and Conquers.You ve brought terrifying corporate men to their knees without breaking a sweat or missing happy hour.You re one of the youngest people in your field to make asmuch as you do.God, woman, you re a freaking headhunter.So& go plan and conquer. You weren t there.You didn t hear the utter disgust in his voice when he talked to me.He doesn twant to see my face again. You keep talking and all I m hearing is a whole lot of excuses and unreasonable fear.Maybe he lltell you to get lost& but I doubt it.Either way, there s only one way to find out, and that s not sittingon your cute ass and bitching to me about it. I hate it when you get all logical on me. Make a plan and execute it.That should be easy enough for you. Regan turned the corner, her mind whirling.She could call Brock, but it was too easy to ignore aphone call and keep on keeping on with life.No, she had to do something he wouldn t be able toignore or brush off.She smiled. I hear Tennessee is beautiful this time of year. That s my girl! Chapter EighteenBrock finished typing out his resignation letter and pushed send before he could talk himself out of it.He d never been more than a figurehead within McNeill Enterprises anyway.It wasn t as if his fatherwould miss him.Caine was another story.He sent a follow-up email to his brother to explain his motivation.It might have been better to call,but he and Caine had grown apart over the last few years.He didn t know how his brother wouldrespond, and he didn t have time for a lengthy discussion.He had a plane to catch.Stress should have been crippling right now.His dad never missed an opportunity to belittle him,but the old man wouldn t be thrilled with him quitting.Maybe he d threaten to disinherit Brock.Maybe something else.At the end of the day, it didn t really matter.It wasn t as if he d neverthreatened those exact things before.Before now, he d always caved or toed the line of doing the bareminimum to get the old man off his back, and his dad had always backed down.He was done dancing to the beat of that drummer.If realizing that was enough to push his dad overthe edge and make him finally follow through on his threats, then so be it.The man had to do whateverit took for him to sleep at night.Brock was ready to finally start living his own life.Mercy Aalgard, the face of the Blue Boat Foundation, had been thrilled when he called.The workhe d put in up to this point had been cut down by his ability to carve out spare time around workingfor his father.Now he was free to devote all his time to pushing the Blue Boat Foundation to the nextlevel.She already had office space in their headquarters in New York waiting for him.So, for the second time in his life, he d made a decision without worrying about what his fatherwould think.The first had been creating the Blue Boat Foundation, but even that had been colored bywhat his father would think.Now he was finally leaving behind the baggage of his family and movinginto the future.He felt so unburdened it wasn t even funny.Who knew all it would take was turning his back on his old life to set him free?Now there was just one last thing to be put to rights.Regan.He pulled onto the highway anddouble-checked the flight time.Still plenty of time to get there and checked in.He hoped she d givehim the opportunity to apologize and explain before she slammed the door in his face.Colton was right.The longer he thought about it, the clearer that became.He d been judging herbased on the actions of other important people in his life, all without giving her a chance to tell herside of the story.If he hadn t gone off half cocked at the reception, they might be together right now. He wouldn t be poking at her absence in his life, and hating the empty feeling taking residence insidehim.He wanted to try again
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