This time, she met his gaze fully.
“We’ll need to touch base with your mother and ensure we have an agenda put together for the meeting.We have a script that we need to write, and we’ll want to practice it so it flows well.It would be nice to have your mother’s feedback on it.”
“She’d love that.”
“It will be easier to do if we’re together.”
He saw the battle rage across her face.First came her frown of denial.It was followed by her rolling her head in a slow motion.Finally, she gave him a sharp nod.“Agreed.”
What he didn’t tell her was that he’d be there to hold her, protect her, shore her up when doubt about her dad, about them, crept in.“You can pick me up after work, and we’ll go to your house to pack up a few things.”
“With the way you’re dressed?”
“I have a change of clothes in my office.”
“Of course you do.”
“We’ll get a crew for anything big, but the two of us should be able to manage the personal items that you’ll be needing.”
She moved the drink to the side.It was still full, and condensation dripped down the outside of the plastic cup.“Is fast the only speed you know?”
“I’ve learned that we don’t always have as much time on the earth as we think we do.Tomorrow we have the board meeting.Wednesday we need to select rings.Pick me up at five?”
“I should get back,” she told him, and her voice sounded strained.
He nodded.
After dropping her back in front of BHI, he returned to work.The first thing he did was call up their prenuptial agreement.He changed the term of the contract to two years and made the confidentiality agreement more expansive, noting the information could be shared as long as they were in accord.Before he sent it to her for perusal, he couldn’t help but scan addendum A.
Already, she’d been incredible during their sex play, adventurous and eager.He couldn’t remember having been with anyone who was more perfect for him.
The opportunity to have her in his bed every night vanquished the doubts that Julien’s words had raised.
Satisfied, he sent it over to her then got back to work.
A few minutes later, she sent him a fairly standard non-disclosure agreement.Smart woman.Within half an hour, she sent him back the prenuptial contract.
Confused, he opened it and didn’t immediately see any changes.Instead of assuming there were none, he opened a program to compare the two documents.There was a change, to addendum B.
Wife does not cook.
He grinned.
Instead of revising the contract, he sent her an email.
Husband agrees.
Within minutes, she informed him that their duly revised prenuptial had been forwarded to her personal attorney for further review and reminded him that the lawyer would no doubt advise that his addenda would never stand up in court.
In that case, I’d like dinner on the table at 5:30 every night.
Her reply was almost instant.
What do attorneys know, anyway?
He appreciated her attempts to make things easier between them.She didn’t have to, he knew.So her efforts were doubly appreciated.
By the time she pulled up to the curb a few hours later, he was dressed in casual clothes and waiting for her.To her credit, she was two minutes early.
