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AIDEN

35/60

FRIDAY

If this were any other city or country, I'd be in an art gallery criticizing silently, and admiring paintings, but this is Hawaii. Father would have cut me off completely if I screwed this trip up which meant being locked inside the hotel room until the meeting starts and finish.

I'm on thin ice with the Thompson merger going awry, and I refuse to give him a reason to bite back.

Although Grant Smith hits back in the end, I'm delaying the inevitable.

Our client called an hour ago, pushing the meeting even further. Layla left. She's not a scandalous face in the city. I stayed back at the hotel, counting the ceilings and groaning as I turned over the bed sides.

"The city is so beautiful!"

Layla exclaims, barging into the room with a small bag filled with treats. I groan and turn over, covering my head with a pillow.

"I'm too excited to be bothered by what's going on with you. I should come to Hawaii more often."

She quips, taking a seat on the other side and