“She didn’t really get much of anything out before your Mom pushed her out of the room.” But then Dad grabs his phone and looks it over with an eyebrow arched. “Huh.”
“Dad?”
“I’m assuming Sasha is the person you saw.”
I reach back to Roman, not caring if Dad sees. Because if he knows her name, that means she’s the one that just messaged, and worse, that means that he knows. Roman takes a step up behind me and takes my hand while spreading his palm over my opposite shoulder as well.
Shivering, I bite my lip. “So?”
“So, she’s ridiculous. Saying that she was fired because you guys are out to get her and that it means nothing.”
“That’s not true!” I defend immediately.
Dad looks up from his phone, setting it down. I swallow the rest of my comments, and Roman pats my shoulder. “Sasha holds a grudge against Sophia because Sophia noticed that she was spending more time on social media than doing her job.”
“And we have evidence of this in case she tries to file a wrongful termination.”
“This is a right-to-work state, so she wouldn’t have a case, but yes. We have plenty documented for this.” Roman nods.
“I trust your decision.” Dad answers.
He looks between us carefully, and Roman pats my shoulder again. “It’s been hard on Sophia – you being here.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” Dad reaches for my hand, and I give it willingly. “I don’t want you to worry. Everything will be fine, I promise.”
“I know.” I force a smile. “I just want you to feel better.”
“I’m getting there,” Dad promises.
There’s an edge to his voice that makes me nervous, but now I have my mother to worry about. She’s going to be joining us at the house? She’s back in Dad’s life. Isn’t that enough stress on him? I can’t add on just because I feel guilty.
Exhaling, I get through the rest of the visit without bringing up what’s going on between me and the guys and kiss Dad’s cheek, reminding him that I love him and promising that I’m not going to leave with Mom.
Roman pulls me close in the elevator and brushes my hair from his face. “So we’re going to wait?”
“My mom is here. That’s enough stress for two lifetimes right now. The fact that she’s going to live with us is already bad enough.”
“Why?” Roman’s lips turn up in a sinfully sexy smile that has me clenching my thighs as he rubs the back of my neck with gentle fingers. “I thought you liked sneaking around. Have you gotten greedy since we got back from Italy?”
I swallow and take a step back. Roman follows until I’m against the wall of the elevator. “Maybe you need some distraction.”