Liam smiles at Tessa. “I have to tell you something.”
Her eyes widen. “Me?”
“Yes. I wanted to mention it before, but I wasn’t sure it was appropriate.”
I’m very confused about what the hell Liam would want to tell her that isn’t appropriate.
However, the look on Tessa’s face shows she’s just as lost as I am. Thankfully, I keep my emotions in check and don’t say anything that would make me look like an asshole.
“I’m not sure…”
“You know my daughter.”
Okay, well, that makes me feel marginally less homicidal.
Tessa tilts her head. “I do? I…I don’t know who that is.”
“Aarabelle.”
Aarabelle, like the publicist that was supposed to be here instead of Tessa?
She laughs softly. “Really? Wow, that’s such a small world.”
“It is, anyway, she’s said a lot of great things about you, and I just wanted to let you know that in case I don’t see you again.”
Tessa grins. “I appreciate that. I love Aara. She’s so sweet and I’ve learned so much from her.”
“I’m glad.” Liam looks to me again. “Mr. Thorn, I’ll call you if I know something sooner.”
“I look forward to it.”
Liam leaves, and Tessa is sitting at the table, reading through the folder he gave us. I move behind her, brushing her hair back and staring over her shoulder.
“The information isn’t going to change, you know?”
She looks up at me from the side. “I know, but…sometimes we see things differently after the initial time. I was just hoping.”
I was hoping for a little time with her. The last few days we’ve both been busy. She’s been at Penelope’s every day as the new website is launching tomorrow. I’ve been working with the horses and preparing for the auction. As well as trying to do some damage control by making calls to different people and explaining some of the situation.
While we’ve fallen asleep together, usually after watching a terrible slapstick comedy that she finds absolutely hilarious untilshe passes out in the middle, forcing me to watch it with more eye-rolls than I can count, I miss her.
I need a little time with her so I can get a grip on my emotions.
“How about we get out of here?” I ask, not really having a plan but knowing I don’t want to waste this little time we have.
“And go where?”
“Let’s go for a ride.”
Tessa smiles broadly. “Okay. Wait here and let me go change.”
She rushes up to her room and a few minutes later she comes down in those tight jeans I fucking love, a T-shirt, and that stupid pink hat.
I laugh. “Really?”
“I thought I should at least be supportive of the new business.” Tessa loops her arm through mine. “Did you forget yours?”
“I did. Completely slipped my mind,” I tease.
