My phone beeps with a text.
Zack: Ms K just finished her lesson; we are going to the studio.
Me: Okay, update me if there are any changes.
Zack: Yes, boss.
Patrick comes in as I set my phone aside. He sets the file I asked for on my desk.
“Do you need anything else?”
“Yes, I need you to find me a doctor that specializes in sickle cell disease.”
“A what?” He asked perplexed completely thrown off his usual composure.
“Never mind,” I say, brushing it off. Anu might not like me digging deep into the SCD. For now, I’ll trust her judgement. “Disregard my request. I’ll start on this,” I say, pointing to the file. “And, please, keep Aaron away from me today.”
I’ll research a specialist later, for now, I let it lie.
“Noted. I’ll try my best.”
Hope his best is good today.
Chapter 46
Daniel
My phone rings and it’s Zack, he’s with Anu, he never calls unless there’s a change in their plans, but I know Anu’s program isn’t over yet.
I answer the call right away fearing something is wrong
“What’s wrong” I immediately ask
“Nothing boss but I may have messed up”
“What did you do, is Anu okay”
“Yes, she’s fine, still inside with the kids.” He sighs “Your sister saw me parked here, she asked why I was here. I told her I was waiting for Ms K to finish, and she asked why I was driving Ms K, it didn’t make sense to her, and I told her you live with Ms K, she’s your girlfriend. She nodded but I’m sorry boss if I messed up”
“It’s fine, she was going to find out anyways,” I say. Anu might not like this, and she won’t like it either if I shout at Zack. “I’ll handle my sister.” I say before hanging up with him and letting out a frustrated sigh. I return my attention to work, but my phone soon rings again and it’s Maggie, of course. I let her knowthat I’m busy but will stop by later in the evening. I’ve decided to address my relationship with Anu in person and not on the phone.
I sit back and watch Maggie as she huffs and puffs, pacing in anger. She mumbled ‘it can’t be true’, or it was impossible, but soon realized it was very true.
“How could you do this?” she questions in disbelief, like I’d done the most unimaginable detrimental thing.
“This has nothing to do with you, and last I checked, we are two grown adults.”
“You just couldn’t keep it in your pants, could you?” she sputters.
“Not when it comes to her. It’s somewhat impossible,” I tease, although it’s the blatant truth.
“This is not funny. You will break up with her; it’s your pattern and trademark. Then my daughter will lose her best music teacher.”
Guess that’s where her concern lies.
“Ms K is not going anywhere,” I remind.
“That much I know, because I didn’t realize it before when you were bidding like a crazy man. I thought it was all for the lessons for Cara, but now I know it was for a date with her.”
