Devon’s mouth opened. “Oh, well. I’m not sure.”
“We think it’s a great idea if it’s what you want,” Mateo said. “You can design your own office to oversee everything from where you are and make someone manager down here.”
“I like the idea. Which room are you thinking of?” Devon asked.
Aria looked at Trent and then him. “These guys would have to tell you.”
“We can go around and check out which available rooms you’d like later today. You can pick your own if that’s okay,” Trent said.
“Sure. Just call down.”
“Also, Aria has a decorator coming tomorrow.”
“Let me write down her name.”
Aria gave him the name and the time.
“I didn’t know to approve it with you. I wasn’t thinking. I’m sorry.”
Devon seemed shocked. “No, it’s fine. We both have a lot to learn. Just know I’m here to keep you safe, so I’d like to know who comes to visit beforehand. All right?”
She nodded. “Thank you.”
“Thank you, Aria.”
“We’ve got more to show her. We’ll talk to you later today,” Mateo said.
“You got it. It was very nice to meet you, Aria.”
“You too, Devon. Bye.”
She stopped them down the hallway. “You guys would tell me if I’m saying something wrong or sound ignorant, right?”
Mateo pulled her against him. God, the thought she felt that way broke his heart. “At no time have you done or said anything wrong. And we’ve known you for a long time, baby, and not once have you sounded ignorant.”