Chapter 14

Hannah

“I’m sorry, but Mr. Ford is busy and won’t take visitors right now. Not even from his wife.”

My chest fills with frustration. Tobias told me he wanted me to bring the baked goods to his office. It doesn’t make sense that his assistant isn’t letting me see him.

“Listen,” I look down at her nametag. “Samantha, isn’t there something you can do? I’m Mr. Ford’s wife, and I need to see him,” I hold up the plastic container with cupcakes. “These were made on demand, and I can assure you that your boss will be grumpy if he doesn’t get them. Believe me, I know my husband.”

Samantha keeps her dazzling fake smile. “I’m sorry, but there is nothing I can do. Why don’t you sit down. in the lobby and wait for Mr. Ford’s meetings to be over?”

Meetings? What the flipping fuck?! Tobias doesn’t have any appointments, not from what he told me! The assistant is making that up, yet I drag my sorry ass to the couch.

I don’t want to cause a scene, so I take a seat and glare at Tobias’s assistant.

There is a TV playing an ad for Ford Hotels And Resorts on a loop. Everyone in the lobby looks up at it now then before getting called into the room of the person they have been waiting for.

Everyone gets called in except for me. Tobias isn’t responding to messages, and Samantha has probably forgotten me. She is staring at her Macbook screen.

I clear my throat.

Samantha ignores me.

Wow.

Samantha is really determined not to let me see my husband. I find her willpower admiring. I will be waiting all day if she gets her way.

And I can’t have that.

My parents weren’t great, but they raised no coward! It’s time to make Samantha beg to have me leave this lobby slash waiting room!

I fill my lungs with sticky air, and then I stand up. My eyes settle on a chair in the corner of the waiting room. I grab it and pull it forward until I face assistant Samantha’s desk.

She still ignores me, but the other people in the waiting room look at me with curious eyes. Goosebumps spread over my arms. I’m nervous, but there is no backing down.

It’s time to create a scene!

I stand on the chair and open my mouth to sing. “Humidity is rising…” I use my deepest voice and place a hand on my chest to raise my tone even higher. “Barometer’s getting low…”

That sentence makes Samantha look up in shock. I wink at her as I begin rocking it to my version of “It’s Raining Men” by The Weather Girls from my place on the chair. And believe me, I’m not done yet!

eyes and sing even louder, and I’m tone-deaf! Cats scream, and children cry when I sing, but I have to convince Samantha to let me

because this whole waiting room will now

start moving my head and shaking my hips

roll my shoulders while

at me, and her jaw is slacking to the floor. She is such

the doors to the elevator open behind me, and Tobias walks

barks. “What are

Shit.

smiling nervously. “Hi…

Tobias to raise his voice at me, but he simply lifts his eyebrows to look me

I grimace.

he looks amused.

let me see

walks to stand directly in front of the chair. We are closer in height now, and his lips curl by the corners before he speaks. “So you decided to rock it

I nod.

wraps his arms around me. “Let me get you down from

a whiff of his cologne. Dang, he smells good, but my

his eyes to someone holding

The stranger nods.

a laugh. “Mind

you going to do

me a wicked grin. “Isn’t it obvious? Watch it whenever

I gasp in shock. But then Tobias cracks up, and the sound of his laughter. is too much for my vagina and ovaries, especially with

Drool…

horndog, but I suspect it’s related to

if you deserve these.” I hold up the container with cupcakes. There is blue cream

He sounds

container out of

out of reach. I can’t reach the Tupperware

not; he looks like a child on

bake them

knowledge that Tobias thinks I’m a skilled baker, if I’m to judge by the hearts and the

my cheek. It’s quick but sweet and leaves me

Tobias taps the container with the nail of his

“I’m glad.”

idiots. No one is making a move

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