“Ugh!” I groan and roll off the bed. I stumble to my phone and answer it grumpily. “What?” Sutton laughs into the phone which only furthers my irritation. “Good morning to you too Miss USA.” I roll my eyes. I’ll never live down that damned nickname. I suppose he will never live down Captain either. “What now?” I ask gruffly as I glance to the clock that reads nine o’clock. Damn I slept late. “Good news, Jo.” Those words have me wide eyed and awake in a nanosecond. I rub away the sleep and wait for the good news. “You won’t be coming in today. I have an offer on the store and I am gonna take it. Someone is buying the place.” “What?!” I screech. I can’t believe this. I suppose it is good news for him, but in my opinion I’d rather the damn place remain vacant over being flipped to a fucking chintzy gag store or something. “Yep. I have a meeting with the buyer today. So I will call you once it’s done and fill you in on the details.” “Okay,” I say in a defeated voice and the phone disconnects.
