Holy fucking hallelujah.

Suddenly hope bloomed warm and promising, and filled the low-lit room with sunlight. Giving them a wide smile, Bria raised her glass of bubbly. “Fulfilling your greatest desires again, Gentlemen?"

BJ snorted softly. “Deny it all you want, Bria, but getting away from Summers and being in charge of your own company has always been one of yours, yes?"

Never let it be said that Bria Bingham passed up the perfect opportunity when it presented itself. “In that case, shall we toast our, uhh, this exciting new merger?"

Three grown men let out the breaths they had been holding, much to her delight. As four glasses clinked together to seal the bargain, Bria knew this was one partnership she would never regret forming.

Not for as long as she lived.