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“Travis Carter…”
We held a silent stalemate, the tension thickening and becoming more palpable by the second.
I waited for her to give in and submit, but the doorbell saved us both.
“I’ll get it.”
“Good.”
She walked past me and I moved to the blender station.
I peeled an orange and prepared to apologize to my trainer, but I didn’t hear his voice.
“Well, good morning, Missus Carter!” It was a man with a syrupy Southern drawl instead. “I’m Henry Dillinger.”
I turned around and saw Tatiana shaking his hand.
“It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Dillinger,” she said. “I’ll get Travis.”
“I’m not here for him. I’m here for you.”
“Why?” She looked confused.
“I’m filming your husband’s comeback documentary, and I was promised unprecedented access to his life per Miss Dawson. I’m hoping to shadow you today, if that’s alright.”
“Well, um, I…” Tatiana stuttered.
“Maybe we can start with you giving me a tour of this lovely home?” he asked.
“Uh—”
“I just completed some extensive remodeling as a surprise gift for her.” I walked across the room and shook his hand. “You’ll have to excuse her if she makes any mistakes. It’s all rather new for her.”
“I completely understand, sir.” He smiled. “I’m looking forward to shadowing you as well soon.”
“Noted.” I looked at Tatiana. “Have a good day and enjoy your last free coffee, Sweetheart.”
“You have a good day as well, Dear,” she said.
“Be sure to ask Mr. Dillinger if he’ll allow you a moment to get dressed before you begin the tour.”
“I will once you finally put me out of my misery and leave…” She was whispering. “Or do I have to pay for that, too?”
“You two don’t have to act awkward or hold back on the PDA because I’m here,” Mr. Dillinger said. “Just be natural, and over time it’ll feel like me and my camera crew aren’t here.”
He looked between us. “You do kiss each other goodbye, right?”
“We do.” I planted a kiss on Tatiana’s neck, and she sucked in a breath. “See you later, Mrs. Carter.”
“See you later.”
I walked to the elevator and slammed the down button.
The doors glided open instantly, and Madeline stepped out.
“Heads up,” she said. “I just hired an acclaimed documentary director, and he’s coming to see you at some point today.”
“He’s already here.” I rolled my eyes. “Thanks for the advance notice.”
