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“I will only work half a shift.”
He shook his head.
Amelia sighed. “You know, husband of mine, one day your head is going to fly off your shoulders with all the shaking it does.”
He smiled.
“You’re laughing at me!” Suddenly she broke into tears. Driscoll stood and ran his fingers through his hair. Hunt also told him a pregnant wife was an even more difficult woman to live with.
“Please, honey, don’t cry.” He sat down again and looked at her very unhappy, red eyes and sighed. He was not going to give in, but perhaps a compromise would work.
“What if I bring you to the club and you work on the books with me?”
She took the handkerchief he handed her and wiped her cheeks. “Really?”
He breathed a sigh of relief when she didn’t pick up the book alongside her and hit him on the head with it. “Yes, really.”
Her smile broke out like the welcoming sun on a cloudy day. “I would like that. I get so lonely sitting here by myself every night.”
He slapped his thighs and stood. “Then it is settled. I will be leaving in a few minutes, so go do whatever it is you need to do before we leave.”
With a bit of a struggle, she rose from the chair and waddled off. Despite his reluctance to have her anywhere except at home safe and sound, it would be nice to have her company, and working side by side as they did before.
* * *
It had been months since Amelia had been in the club. When they were first married, she continued dealing until they found a replacement, which took some time since they were also forced to replace John. For a while after that she worked with Driscoll on the books until her pregnancy was confirmed. Then the man she married, who had been so easy to live with and complacent about most things, turned into a stranger who watched her every move, and handled her as if she were made of the finest crystal.
Their very active and satisfying bed sport would have come to an end with his concern about hurting the babe had she not finally purchased some scandalous undergarments and in desperation, seduced him. She still grinned at that evening. One of her best memories.
It felt good to be back where it all started for them. She’d been shocked to receive a letter from Randolph, apologizing for his behavior and asking for her forgiveness. He’d used the money Driscoll had given him to start a small business. She nearly lost her breath laughing when he said he had opened a haberdashery in New York City, and was doing quite well. Life was certainly full of surprises.
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p; She and Driscoll had been working on the ledgers for over an hour when Dante entered the office. “I will be gone for a while.”
“Home Office?” Driscoll asked.
“Yes.”
“How long?”
“Not sure.”
“When?”
“Now.”
“We’ll handle everything.”
With that snappy terse and very confusing conversation, Dante offered them both a salute and left the room.
“Whatever was that about?” She asked.
Driscoll smiled. “Dante has an assignment for the Home Office that may take some time. He will be gone while he’s working on it, and I have to cover the club. However, I do have Keniel to help. He’s turned into quite a good manager.”
“You understood that narrative from the pithy conversation I just witnessed?”
“Yes.” He actually looked confused. “Didn’t you?”
