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“And that’s it.” I checked my watch. “I got to go. I’m signing off on the furniture for the new department and meeting Tiff for lunch.”
“Can’t someone else do it?” she asked.
“You’d think.” I turned to the girls. “Will you be good for Grandma?”
They both sent me air kisses, which I caught and placed over my heart.
“I should be back by early afternoon. Thanks, Mom.” I kissed them both, squeezed my little girls tight, and left.
* * *
“Tiff? What are you doing here?”
My ex was sitting cross-legged on top of my mahogany office desk. The slit in her skirt ran up her thigh, and she was wearing a revealing top I’d once favored.
Oh, shit.
I left the office door ajar.“I thought we were meeting in the new area?”
“I wanted to see you first.”
“Is everything on schedule?”
“It is, but I’d love to hear more about the team you’re preparing this for. The space seems special. Tristan is asking for many perks he didn’t have before.”
“You should ask him about the perks, but if you want my opinion, what Tristan wants, Tristan gets.”
“What is ityouwant, James?” She hopped off the desk and sauntered my way.
Tiffany was the persistent kind, and she hadn’t given up on me or on our perfect little family, as she called us. The girls bound us for life, and their mother would always remain in mine.
“I want to sign off on the delivery and whatever else you need.” I checked my watch. “Are you ready to go? I have an appointment with Tristan and a biopsy at the hospital later.”
Her shoulders dropped as I pulled the door open and gestured her to the hall. She stopped in the doorway and turned around, bumping into my chest. I should have seen that one coming.
“I’m sorry. I just, well, who’s coming with you?”
“Nobody.”
“But who’s gonna drive you back?”
“George, the company’s driver.”
“But—”
“Tiff, it’s fine. It’s just a biopsy. Cross your fingers that it’s nothing, so Kensi can have my liver. Concentrate on finishing the office space and I’ll call you as soon as I’m done. And George is driving me back.”
“All right.” She smoothed her palm over my chest. “I want you to know you can count on me, James.”
“Tiff—”
“I know I’ve said it before, but it’s true.”
“Thank you. I appreciate it. Are the girls staying at your house this weekend?”
“Yes, but I can’t pick them up until the evening.”
Of course she couldn’t.
