“I love you too.” She leans in and kisses me deeply. We don’t stop until Noah showers us both with slobbery kisses.
Tiffany stands and then grabs my hand to pull me up.
“Come on,” she says. “I’m not going out there by myself. If I have to hear the two of them flirt, so do you.”
I laugh as I lead my little family out of my office.
I was going to have a conversation with Mason soon. However, it wasn’t going to be today.
chapter Twenty-eight
Dinner
Tiffany
“Matthew, you are such a mess,” Ms. Rose says, followed by a giggle.
As disgusted as I am at the idea of my father and my son’s nanny being intimate, I actually really like the two together. I love Ms. Rose. And Lord knows Daddy deserved to find him a good woman.
I walk around the corner carrying Noah. The two smiling adults look up from the kitchen counter to find me.
“There goes my man,” my father says, coming around to grab Noah out of my arms.
My baby kicks his feet with excitement. He loves his papa. It’s been two weeks since I tossed my mother out of my house. What started as a one-day trip quickly turned into an extended vacation for my dad. I won’t complain. I’ve enjoyed having him here.
“Hey, sweet pea,” Ms. Rose greets, handing me a hot mug of coffee.
I take the mug and plant a kiss on her cheek.
“Thank you, I needed this. I have a full day today.”
“How’s the remodeling coming on the Blackwell house?”
I grin thinking about how well the renovations for Ezra’s house are going. Not only did I get it done under budget, but we may also even be a little ahead of schedule.
“Incredible. Moving that staircase to the other side opened up so much more space, already it’s making a difference.”
Ms. Rose grins.
“That’s good. I told you that was a good idea.” I enjoyed the fact that Ms. Rose liked me to bounce ideas off her. When Nico isn’t available, she listens for hours as I explain plans and drawings to her.
Speaking of Ezra, tonight was the night I was meeting him, his sister and brother-in-law, and their friends for dinner. The other couple was excited to sit down and meet me. Ezra says they have been raving about what I’ve done in the home so far.
Although I told my husband I have a business dinner with potential clients, I didn’t exactly tell him who it was with. In all honesty, I wouldn’t have lied to him if he’d asked, but he didn’t. And I didn’t see the need to volunteer the information.
Though I know Nico trusts me wholeheartedly, I don’t think he likes Ezra. Any time I mention his name, he gets this cold look in his eyes. And since there is no reason for him to worry, I omitted the details about who I was meeting. Besides, he has enough to worry about. It’s been a week since the blowup with Mason, and the two still haven’t spoken.
“I’ll be home late tonight. I have that dinner with potential clients,” I say, sipping my coffee.
“How late?” Daddy asks, his brow pinching.
I shrug. “Maybe eight or nine? Why?”
He looks nervously over at Ms. Rose before turning back to me.
“Rose and I made plans to go out to the fair tonight.”
“I forgot about that dinner.” Ms. Rose places a hand on her chest. “Don’t worry about us. You go to your dinner. I’ll stay here with chunky man.”
