“When did you become a relationship expert?” Kaz jokingly asks.
Salv shrugs. “Out of all of us, who has had the most relationships?”
I look at Mason, who is looking just as confused as me.
“Do you really think those weekly trysts you have with strippers are relationships?”
Salv looks startled by my question. “Peaches and I have been together for three years.”
I toss my hands into the air. “You don’t even know her real name.”
“That is beside the point,” Salv says, causing us to laugh. “The important thing is I know women. And I know Tiffany is testing your boundaries. Plus, the woman just started doing the job she loves right before Noah came. It’s not hard to believe she wants to go back to work.”
I shake my head. “I think she’s just trying to piss me off. But I won’t fall for it. If this little stunt will make her believe I am the man she needs, then I’ll give it to her.”
For now, my wife could get whatever she wanted. As long as she knew there was no option of us not being together.
“Have you vetted the nannies?”
I cock my brow at Mason. “You know me better than that. I’ve already hired the nanny. This whole interview thing is just for show.”
“Smart move,” he says.
After a few more minutes, we ended our meeting. I head to my car with Ghost trailing me. I climb in the back as he gets in the front passenger seat. Roc is my driver, as always.
“Maseo’s crew outfitted Boss Lady’s office with the new cameras last night. You will now have eyes on her at work.” Ghost informs me.
If anybody thought I’d let her back in that building without being able to watch her all day, they clearly didn’t know me at all.
“Good. Any updates on the tapes?”
I’m not too concerned about the guns being found. Hell, I’m not even bent out of shape over the money I lost on them. The weapons aren’t traceable back to me, and the money is a drop inthe bucket for my pockets. The problem is that somewhere out there, someone was able to infiltrate my organization.
“Maseo said from first view of the tapes, they don’t look tampered with. The guns were taken in transit. But after reading the logs, there was no documented stop.”
“We need to find the captain of that cargo ship?”
“Already on it. So far, no luck. But we’re still searching.”
I hate having shit unresolved. This missing product was a problem I needed handled quickly. With the Horseman lingering and sending messages, I needed to make sure all my shit was in line. I had no idea what this muthafucker had planned, but I would not make it easy.
Our trip back home was quick. Roc pulled up in front of the house to let me out. I had timed it so perfectly that by the time I got here, the nannies would already be waiting for the interviews to start. I walk into the foyer, and Gloria is there to greet me.
“Everyone here already?” I ask.
She grins. “Yes, Mr. B. The ladies are in the receiving room. Mrs. B is in your office waiting for you.”
“Give us a few minutes and then send the first one in.”
She nods. I head to my office. As soon as I walk in, her soft bergamot, vanilla, and coconut scent surrounds me. My dick jumps behind my slacks. It’s been entirely too long since I’ve been inside my wife. I was going through fucking withdrawals. Making love to Tiff was my favorite pastime. There was no place better than being buried between her thighs. Not having access to my favorite place was hell.
When I walk fully into the room, she stands from her seat. The little summer dress she’s wearing hugs her body like a lover. The thin straps barely contain her milk-filled tits. My son did his mother right. He spread her hips and ass and gave her just a little more meat on her bones. She looked like a fucking goddess.
Her hair was in a high ponytail at the top of her head. Those tight, springy curls falling over her forehead. She looked so good it hurt my heart and eyes to stare at her knowing I couldn’t touch her.
“Finally, you’re here.” She greets me with a smile.
It isn’t as bright as the smile she used to give me when I walked into a room, but it wasn’t the angry glare she’d been giving me lately. I’ll take the lazy smile over her anger and hurt.
