“All right,” Jerome whispers, not pushing me on it. But then he takes his hand away and sighs, stepping back and studying me.
“What?” I ask, confused.
“I just think it’s time for you to loop Daniel in a little more,” he says, giving a shrug. “After all, he has to do all the stuff with the boats.”
I bite my lip, anxious. “You don’t think it’s too soon?”
“Two weeks, Fay,” Jerome whispers, his expression worried now. “It might not be soon enough.”
I groan and sit back down in my chair, hard, staring at the paperwork spread out on the table. After a long moment I nod. “Fine,” I say, my hand rubbing passively over my belly. “We’ll tell him tonight. And then tomorrow…” I look up at Jerome, seeing if he already knows.
“Tomorrow we go see…her.”
“Yup,” I say, taking a deep breath. Because now that I’m getting my team involved? It’s no longer just a speculation in my mind.
This is real now. And after tonight, it will have consequences.
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“Anything you want me to pass along to Fay, tonight?” Ivan asks as he flips through his notes after a long interrogation session with Kent. He watches carefully as Kent declines to reply, smirking when he sees Kent’s shoulders raise in a deep sigh.
“Seriously,” Ivan says, slapping the notebook shut and leaning back in his chair, looking Kent over from head to toe. “I don’t mind. I’ll pass on a message - whatever it is you want to say.”
Slowly, Kent raises his head to meet Ivan’s eyes. He blinks once and just shakes his head at the kid, knowing that he’s needling him again. Kent’s determined not to let it work, but – as Ivan’s said before – he knows his weak spot.
“Why don’t you let her husband do those things,” Kent murmurs, not knowing why the hell Daniel keeps letting Ivan into the house. Unless Fay has a reason for it…
…or Fay is…considering him. Considering Ivan as a real replacement.
But the bare thought of that threatens to crush him, so Kent dismisses the idea.
“Daniel’s distracted,” Ivan says with a casual little sigh. “Working for Alden now, and he’s got Jerome to think about – don’t want him getting jealous - “
Kent’s eyes flash open at this and his head snaps to look at Ivan. What?
“Oh,” Ivan says, genuinely surprised. And then Ivan laughs, delighted, as he leans back in his chair. “Oh, you didn’t know about that, did you?”
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