Hammered by Love

I just agreed to a business proposition by my best friend that will determine the direction of my adult life.
Jonah and I have had each other's backs since kindergarten. He's the best friend I've ever had, and we know each other better than we do our own siblings. That's why I'm shocked to learn he doesn't want to take over his family's successful hardware store.
He wants to flip a foreclosed mansion in Apple Cart to establish himself as a homebuilder and remodeler, mainly to prove to his parents why he doesn't need the store. Oh, and he wants to bring me on board as the designer.
In true Jonah fashion, he takes it a step further by making me "heart swear" (our thing since fourth grade) if we double our money I'll move back to Apple Cart and start my own interior design business.
Until now, I'd planned on staying in Auburn and getting a design job. However, I've dreamed of helping make people's personal dreams come true ever since I designed the lodge for Gamer's Paradise.
And, more than anything, I want to help Jonah succeed.
We're together all the time but never like this. Something about working side by side and sharing our dreams have me viewing him differently.
It only complicates things further when I accidentally hit him in the head with a hammer, and he unconsciously kisses me. Of course, the best kiss of my life would come from my best friend while he has a concussion.
Maybe it's the kiss, or Jack and Bianca's wedding. Or maybe it's because I'm about to graduate college and start adulting full time. But my mind starts to drift toward thoughts of a future with Jonah.
A future where he's more than my best friend.