Chapter Twenty-Eight

Laura

“Are you sure you have to go?” Laura asked. She sat on the edge of the hotel bed watching as Ethan packed up his things. He was meticulous in where he put everything, and she could see why he wouldn't want anyone else to do it. The man was a little bit of a control freak about his things.

“Yes,” he said, looking up. “It'll only be for a couple of days. You'll barely even notice I'm gone.”

Laura made a visible show of pouting. “I just like having you here.”

He chuckled and stopped packing to lean over and kiss her.

“I like being here,” he told her. “However, W Motors is still based out of California. I have things I have to do there.”

“And you're sure you can't do those things here?” she asked, still pushing out her lower lip. “I mean, telecommuting is a real thing.”

“Believe it or not, I have done it,” he replied, going back to his suitcase. “I have to do this in person. Not everything can be done through a computer screen.”

Laura crossed her arms and pouted, doing her best impe