“I’ll head over there in a while to see if she needs anything.”
“I’d appreciate that. Her mom is going, too, but I’d be more comfortable with you there.”
“Good, I’ll have both of them to tell me how awesome I am.”
I chuckle and start to respond, but my attention gets stuck on the sight in front of me. The driver stops in front of my building, and Sasha is leaning against the wall with her phone in her hand.
“Fuck!”
“What’s wrong?” Nick’s mood changes.
“Sasha is here.”
“It’s not even seven-thirty yet.”
“Which means my office is officially closed, so she’s waiting to ambush me.”
“What the fuck for?”
“Only one thing I can think of.”
“Son of a bitch! I didn’t even think about her. Shaw, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause any problems.”
“Not your problem. I wasn’t going to hide it. Let me go handle this. Call you later.” I disconnect and thank my driver then grab my laptop.
She straightens and glares as I approach. Even with the distance, I can feel the anger radiating off of her.
“Good morning, Sasha.” I greet her coolly. “Twice in two days you have shown up to surprise me.”
“We need to talk.”
“Is the baby okay?” My eyes drop to her stomach.
“Yes, he’s fine.”
I thumb through my calendar and see nothing on my schedule for the day. “Did I miss something? There’s nothing on my calendar.”
“No, Ren, we don’t have anything planned today. I’m here to discuss something entirely different. Pretty sure you know what that is.”
“Sasha—”
“I’d really prefer privacy to the public sidewalk. Have some class,” she clips.
“Do you want to come up to my office?”
“Where your nosy secretary can see and hear everything? Absolutely not.”
“Well, why are you here?”
“Tonight after work, I’d like to meet.”
“Where?”
“Your place. I’ll be there by six.”
“My place isn’t an option unless you can be civil to Bizzy.”
Her eyes flare with raw hatred. “That’s never going to fucking happen.”