Nick rolled up his shirt sleeves again while looking around. He'd been trying to hire a moving truck all week, but Valeria hadn't let him, arguing that his truck was more than enough.

And seeing that there were only enough boxes for two trips in the truck, Nick realized that the girls really didn't have much stuff.

“That’s it, we’ll get another box in and on the next trip I'll take the rest,” he said to Valeria, and the girl shrugged.

“On the next trip we can all go,” she murmured, hanging on his neck to kiss him.

“I'll be back soon.”

Nick gave her a gentle spank before leaving, and Valeria smiled watching him get off. It was strange to see him so happy after always seeming angry. But the last week had been simply wonderful. They would sneak into any corner of the company and kiss like two teenagers.

Not even forty minutes had passed when Valeria heard the door open again.

“How did you come back so fast—” But when she turned around she found a face she wasn't expecting. “Alan?”