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!

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

whole waiting room will now be my

head and shaking my hips on top of the chair.

even roll my shoulders while dancing; anything to get

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

sentence when the doors to the elevator open behind

Tobias barks. “What

Shit.

turn around, smiling nervously. “Hi… husband… how was

but he simply lifts his eyebrows to look me up and down with judging eyes. “You holding concerts in

grimace. “I

he looks amused.

assistant wouldn’t let

are closer in height now, and his lips curl by the corners before he speaks. “So

I nod.

me. “Let me get you down from

down, and I get a whiff of his cologne.

down on the floor and then lifts his eyes to someone holding up their

The stranger nods.

a laugh. “Mind sending it

you going to do with

a wicked grin. “Isn’t it obvious? Watch it whenever I’m having a

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

Drool…

suddenly such a horndog, but I suspect it’s related to having lost my

you deserve these.” I hold up the container with cupcakes. There is blue cream cheese frosting on them, and I see Tobias’s eyes lit

cupcakes?” He sounds

Tupperware container out of reach. “Well, it

react, Tobias easily takes the cupcakes from my hands and holds them out of reach. I can’t reach

heart. I kid you not; he looks like a child on Christmas day and beams down at me, entirely out of character. “These are so

you bake

say shyly, basking in the knowledge that Tobias thinks I’m a skilled

and leaves me a gooey mess after it’s over. I peer up at

the

“I’m glad.”

other and smile like idiots. No one is making a move until Samantha clears her throat behind

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