Laurel
“Bad news. Cora’s coming to the office for lunch. Granddad is supervising.” Ellis’s irritation obvious in each syllable.
I make a face and he squeezes my hand. “Sorry I wanted to get it over with. She needs to think I’m going to go through with this.”
We got back from Paris late last night. Seeing Cora will crash my blissful bubble I’ve been floating along on.
“Guess I’ll need to hide my jewelry anyway.” I grumble and he smiles.
“Only when not at home or in our office. I hate this too. Six more days shortcake. Then I need to reclassify your job title.”
“Wait should I be riding to work with you? What if someone sees me this week and tells Cora?” I sit up straight. Howard is driving us in.
“Already thought of that. Today we can say we got back just now from a business trip
