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“How’s the woman you rescued?”
Garret fought his frustration with her lack of response and tried not to think about precisely how long it had been. “She’s fine. She’s here in the hospital, actually. She has a follow-up this morning.”
“Good.”
Joss started to move away but he snuggled her deeper into the embrace. “Why don’t I take an early lunch? We can lock the door—”
“And have Daddy barge in and interrupt us?”
Good point. “I’ll take a break and come by the gallery instead.”
“I have deliveries scheduled this afternoon.”
“The house?”
“Mother’s home and neither one of us has time to drive to your place.”
He stared down at her. “Are you sure that’s it?”
“What do you mean?”
“You won’t stay with me because you feel uncomfortable at the house with Ethan, don’t want to risk the gallery or here. Joss—”
She stiffened. “Don’t get that look. I came by to say hello, not to argue or have a quickie. Does everything always come have down to sex?”
“We’re not talking about sex, we’re talking about us.”
“But you’re making it about sex.” She backed away from him.
“Joss—”
“Forget it. I’m PMSing, all right? I didn’t want to be blunt, but I’m moody and there it is. I’ve got to go.”
“Don’t leave angry.”
A knock sounded on the other side of the door. What now? “I want to finish this,” he told her. “Don’t leave. Whoever it is can wait.”
“I don’t want to be late.” She opened the door so abruptly she surprised his father on the other side. Alan Tulane took a step back, his gaze moving between the two of them. “Am I interrupting?”
“No, not at all. Goodbye, Garret.”
“Joss—”
She gave his father a strained smile before she headed out the door, the sharp click of her heels loud on the tiled floor.
His father’s eyebrows rose. “Bad time?”
“Depends on the perspective.”
“Could it have something to do with this woman I’m hearing you rescued?”
Garret sighed. “Maybe. Probably. Joss said she wasn’t mad about her staying, but—”
“I wondered about that. I heard on the news that the hotels were overflowing. She spent the weekend at the house with you?”
“And Ethan. Don’t look at me like that, Dad. She’s almost eight months pregnant. What else was I supposed to do? I couldn’t leave her in the lobby.”
“No, I suppose not.” Alan made a face. “Unfortunately, I’ve learned women can get upset over innocent situations, and I have a feeling you’re going to have to make up for this with Joss. Send her some flowers, take her to dinner. A little romance will go a long way.”
