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  I nodded and watched him go too. I’d believed in a lot of things before and hadn’t had many takers, but it was a nice sentiment nonetheless.

  Taking out my laptop, I relished the feeling that I was really working for myself for the first time. What I did now had the potential to dictate where my life went for a very long time, and for a certainty it meant that I was breaking hard against the legacy of near servitude my mother was leaving behind.

  But the first thing I needed was a name for my consulting business. I searched around, checking different phrases as they came to mind. For a while I felt like The Faverly Agency had a good ring to it, but I ultimately decided I wanted something that had more to say than merely that it was my company. I wanted a name that could put ideas in people’s minds, that they would know could change things for the better.

  Landing on that magic name proved difficult, and rather than try to beat it out of my head, I let the puzzle simmer and moved on to downloading government forms and scouting out the best bank to stash all of my future earnings. It dawned on me how I’d be starting from scratch on basically everything. My blog wasn’t going to suffice as a website, and my options there were to pay someone to make one or learn how to do it myself. There were plenty of lawyers and business advisers with their hands out hoping I would pay them to fill out the simple forms to get an Employee Identification Number.

  The name continued to be a sticking point, making it impossible to fill anything out fully. I decided that there was no way I was going to be able to come up with it on the spur of the moment and gave myself until Monday to sleep on it.

  I left Calf-inated but didn’t make it two steps out of the door before I was subjected to an unexpected call.

  “Hey.”

  I jerked my head and saw that Seth was there leaning against the side of the brick facade by the entrance. It had been a little over an hour since I’d sent them packing. The look in his eyes was intense, hungry, like I’d seen back in Austin. My heart rate increased and the only thing I could think was that this wasn’t how I imagined it would go.

  “I thought it would be Keenan,” I said as he pushed off the wall and stepped closer to me. Seth shook his head and snickered.

  “He can’t get it out of his head that he has to play by the rules,” he said.

  It was a brisk spring day but I already felt warm and tingly. Just from the looks and the feeling of magnetism between us, it felt like the conversation was already lightyears beyond anything to do with Keenan. I’d always thought he would be the one to snap out of it and realize I was right there. But maybe I was wrong. He was gone. Seth was here. And my entire world was cracking open and reassembling into something new.

  “Are you planning on staying in town for a while then?” I asked, somehow already breathless as I felt his hands against my arms tugging me closer. I still had my rule that flings were out of the question. His allure was locking me in, but there was still time to break free and get away. I kept getting pulled closer.

  “I’m not going anywhere,” he said, his unflinching brown eyes beaming at me. It wasn’t a clear answer, but then again I hadn’t asked a clear question. His hand was running through my hair to the back of my head and he was leaning forward. All of New York was right around but he didn’t care and none of it mattered.

  When I felt his lips it was just like being back in that Four Seasons hotel room. Pampered, stimulated, the warmth and the moisture were filling my body up and making it hard to think. A little voice in my head told me to take charge, but it felt too good to let him keep going. This was just another path that could lead anywhere. Whether it was starting a company or starting something a little more serious with a one-night stand, I felt like I could do anything.

  That was what I wanted to give people.

  I pulled away, unable to suppress a smirk, even as I was anxious to go back.

  “I just thought of the name of my company. Empower Inc.”

  The End

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