“Mom, I should get ready for work. Tell Gerard to pick you up when you’re ready to come home.”
“I will,” she says brightly.
Click.
I rush through my morning preparation and head to the office. As soon as I step into the lobby, I look at Elizabeth’s desk.
There.
I sigh in relief.
She’s got her head bent over her laptop.
Brown eyes stare intently at the screen.
A blue pen taps against the desk.
“Liz.”
She glances up.
Her expression tightens.
My steps slow to a stop.
Just then, Riley skips into the office. “Mr. Harrington!” Hooking her purse on the back of her chair, she winks at Elizabeth. “Mrs. Harrington.”
I slip a hand into my pocket. “Elizabeth, can I see you in my office?”
“I’m busy right now.”
Riley glances between the two of us.
I turn fully to Elizabeth and growl out her name. “Liz.”
She types furiously on her keyboard, pretending not to hear me.
I sigh.
Fine.
She wants to do it that way?
I walk to her desk and perch on the edge of it. Leaning over, I lower my voice. “I missed you this morning.”
Her fingers freeze over the keyboard.
“Did we overdo it last night?” I whisper. “Any soreness from—?”
Elizabeth slaps a hand over my mouth.
Casting a nervous grin at Riley, she bites out. “Let’s talk in your office.”
I nod.
Resting a hand on the small of her back, I lead her to my office and close the door. Elizabeth picks up the remote for the windows and darkens the tint so Riley can’t see in.
I rub her shoulders. “What’s wrong?”