I shiver with pleasure. Just… wow.
We lounge in bed until the alarm goes off before getting up to shower. Then we make breakfast together. Brevan plays with Martha in the backyard until he has to leave for class. I go about the rest of my morning routine by taking Martha for a walk and then preparing my lunch before walking to the Alok building and my office.
I check in with my secretary, Morlan, on the way by, and he notifies me that I have a meeting at ten. Lastly, I stop at Byndley’s office for anything I need to know or work on today.
“Enjoy your quiet morning,” she says. “This afternoon we’re going to talk about CAP again. I think we have made some good progress on getting þórðargleði University’s separate phases rolled out, as well as our first steps to an exchange program for this fall. There isn’t much time to make this happen, and I think it’s best if we stick to the ten ambassadors we already have, since they know our mission. We need to work on growing CAP so it’s open and active to second- through final-year students.”
“Sounds good. And we need to begin looking at another university. Or are we sticking with þórðargleði University for a couple of years?”
Byndley taps her desk. “Let’s add that to our list this afternoon. Zarek and Katai will be in. Enjoy your morning off.”
She winks but… “I have a meeting at ten. You appear unaware of it.”
Her eyebrows knit together. “I was just in your schedule twenty minutes ago.” I move around her desk as she pulls it up. Sure enough, there’s something scheduled for ten. Byndley clicks on it.
“Board of Trustees?” She looks at me in confusion. “I didn’t know you had a meeting with the board today.”
“I didn’t either. Call Morlan.”
She taps the speaker button on the phone and then Morlan’s button.
“Yes, Miss Byndley.”
Byndley smirks, but her eyes are on mine, allowing me to speak. “Morlan, it’s me. You added the Board of Trustees meeting this morning.”
“I did.”
“I’m assuming someone called?”
“Correct. Mrs. Dorion. Darion. I’m sorry, I never remember her name. But she called and asked me to schedule a meeting with you.”
“Did she say what it’s about so I can prepare?”
“She did not. She didn’t appear clipped or angry or anything. She was just as pleasant as usual, if that helps.”
“Thank you.”
“Sure, boss.”
Byndley hits the button to end the call. “Well…?”
I shake my head. “In my office at ten to ten, please.”
“So much for our meeting-free morning.”
“I’m not sure we should be surprised.”
Byndley smiles as I head for the door and my office. I haven’t yet sent over the report on CAP, so there’s a good chance it’s regarding that.
Once in my office, I go through emails, but am continuously distracted by literally everything. Primarily, thinking about Brevan’s draft and what to do about that.
My cell phone rings, and Manny Moore’s name pops up. I grin as I answer. “Mr. Moore, good morning.”
“Kendrick. Having a good day?”
“So far. Tell me it gets better?”
“Most certainly does. You, my friend, are single. Divorce papers have been signed. It’s final.”
