“You’ve heard?”
“Don’t change the subject.”
“I haven’t said anything.”
“Why?”
“Because—”
“Why haven’t you said anything?” she presses.
“Because it’s no one else’s business,” I say shortly.
“Exactly. It isn’t. You’re the CEO, it does not give anyone the right to interfere or have a say in your private life.”
I drop back against the seat as Mum reaches across and pats my leg.
“Your private life is no one else’s business but your own.”
“Is that why you’re here?”
“Of course. I wanted to get my point across and tell you I couldn’t be happier. I love Jaxson like a fourth son.”
I laugh, my body warming.
“I’m so pleased he has your parental nod of approval,” I add, with a hint of sarcasm. “Is this your way of telling me not to mess it up?”
I raise an eyebrow, and her face crinkles as she lets out a bark.
“No. It means, don’t let anyone interfere this time. Including me.”
Smiling, I look out of the window.
She taps on the partition between us and Freddie.
“We can head to Claridge’s now, Fred,” she says when he lowers the partition.
“Very well.”
The partition goes back up.
Lunch doesn’t open for another hour, I realise, looking at the time.
“Coffee and cake,” Mum says, before I can give an excuse.
“Fine,” I say.
My mind wanders back to the beautiful pastries Jaxson fed me in the Maldives. When did I develop such a sweet tooth?
“Thank you. I’m looking forward to it.”
Coffee and cakeare just what the doctor ordered. By the time Freddie delivers me back to the office, I’m charged and ready to take on the world.
Michael looks up as I walk past.
“Can you get Elliot up here as soon as he’s available?” I tell him.
“Of course.”
