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!

Cats scream, and children cry when I sing, but I have to convince

this whole waiting room will now be my

my head and shaking my hips on top of the

even roll my shoulders while dancing;

staring at me, and her jaw is slacking to the floor. She is such a bore! The other people in the waiting room

screaming that sentence when the doors to

“What are

Shit.

turn around, smiling nervously. “Hi… husband…

lifts his eyebrows to look me up and

I grimace.

looks

wouldn’t let

in height now, and his lips curl by

I nod.

around me. “Let me get you down from there, so you don’t

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

and then lifts his eyes to someone holding up their phone. He smiles. “Did

The stranger nods.

“Mind sending

you going to do with the recording?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Watch

But then Tobias cracks up, and the sound of

Drool…

know why I’m suddenly such a horndog, but I suspect

these.” I hold up the container with cupcakes. There is blue cream cheese frosting on them,

really baked cupcakes?” He sounds

container out of

and holds them out of reach. I can’t

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

you bake them

did.” I say shyly, basking in the knowledge that Tobias thinks I’m a skilled baker, if I’m to

quick but sweet and leaves me a gooey mess after it’s over. I peer up at him, and

This-” Tobias taps the container with the

“I’m glad.”

smile like idiots. No one is

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