Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24747 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 82(@300wpm)
“Can you imagine?” Sheryl continues, and I feel her eyes on my back. “Landing the owner? Getting transferred to the main office on the East Coast?”
I try to drown her out by singing a song in my head. My hands shake a little as I smooth down my dress.
Fresh start, I remind myself before I take a deep breath.
Once I’m calm, I begin to unpack my ears.
Chapter Two
WEST
“And after that we’ll have the zipline, followed by—”
“Simon,” I say, holding up my hand to stop him.
“Yes, Mr. Hayes?” He blinks at me as he clutches the clipboard tighter.
“It’s just West, remember?” I remind him, and he nods. “Do me a favor and take a deep breath.”
He seems confused but follows the instructions. Once he lets it out, he waits patiently for direction. Simon is a great employee, but sometimes he can be way too high strung.
“I got here five minutes ago. Can I take a moment to appreciate our surroundings?” I nod to the view from the back porch of my cabin, and he presses his lips together, staying silent.
As soon as I dropped my bag, I came out here to take in the fresh air. I love getting outdoors, but unfortunately, I don’t get many opportunities. Being the owner of Nibbles is far more demanding than I ever imagined. When I started the company, it was because I love animals and I saw a need the market wasn’t meeting. Apparently millions of people agreed with me because Nibbles took off in ways I never dreamed of.
These days I’ve got assistants for my assistants, and I can hardly leave the office. Hell, I started this annual retreat as an excuse to get out of the office. Last year it was so busy I couldn’t come at all, but I promised myself I wouldn’t do it again.
I’m using this time to really think about what I want my future to look like. I’ve got a brother with a wife and kids, and I have to actively remind myself that I’m happy for him and not insanely jealous. I am happy for him. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel longing every time I saw a picture of his family.
I spent years getting my business off the ground, and now that it’s where I want it to be, I notice that it’s all I have. Hell, I can’t even have animals because I’m never home to take care of them. It’s a part of my life that’s missing, and I’m finally going to face it head-on.
Deciding what to do with the company going forward is something I’ll have to figure out, but I already know one thing for sure. I can’t keep running on the same path and hoping for a better view.
“Okay, Simon,” I tell my assistant. “Give me the rest of the run-down.”
“Great,” he says and then immediately spills about a thousand words out at once.
He’s the one in charge of running the retreat and making sure it all goes smoothly. I might have a reputation for being a hardass, but I’ve never so much as raised my voice at him. The whole event could go disastrously wrong, but what would be the point of getting upset? It’s not like we’re out here curing cancer.
“Where’s your cabin?” I ask him, and he seems surprised by the change of subject.
“It’s right down that path.” He points to a trail through the woods, and I nod.
“Why don’t you go take a few moments for yourself before the bonfire?”
Simon blinks once, twice, three times before he nods slowly. “I guess I could go check on the kitchen.”
Clearly he’s got too much on his mind to slow down. Instead of trying to convince him to chill out, I usher him out of my cabin. He hurries in the direction of the kitchen, and I shake my head. He’s truly wonderful, but he’s going to give himself an ulcer.
I check my watch and see several alerts pop up at once. Then I feel my phone buzz in my back pocket. The weight of my responsibilities is too much lately, and before I have a chance to talk myself out of it, I slide off my watch and toss it in the closet. Then I take out my phone and do the same. I shut the closet door and nod to myself, already feeling better. Once that’s done, I step out of my cabin and see a sign that points to the lake.
Needing some quiet time before the bonfire, I walk through the path in the woods that leads to the water. It’s almost summer, so it’s hot, but the breeze coming off the lake makes it feel incredible.
There’s a large dock with built-in seating and a view of the mountains that surround it. It’s the kind of place that I would come to every night if I lived here. The moment I have the thought, I toss it away. I work too fucking much to enjoy something like this.