Page 43 of Boss's Baby Surprise

He was still leaning over my desk when Alayna stepped in. “This looks like a situation that needs to not be happening right here in the reception area.”

Kyle turned his glare at her, which shocked me because I was pretty certain he thought Alayna could do no wrong. It was nice to know that she had the confidence. It must have been nice to have the confidence and authority to put him in check.

He cleared his throat a couple of times and then stood up straight. “You’re right.” He looked back at me. “This is not a conversation I care to have right now.”

I folded my arms over my chest. “Fine, but this is a conversation that needs to happen.”

Alayna looked like a stern schoolteacher. She wagged her finger at us as if we were naughty children. “Whatever is going on right here, you two need to figure it out and get it cleared up before anybody starts asking me what's going on.”

I didn't know if she knew what was going on between us or that we even had a history. I nodded. She was right. We needed to get this cleared up.

Kyle grunted and stormed off into the back office.

As I watched Alayna walk away, I realized there was no way she didn't not know there was something going on. She seemed to know everything.

For some reason, I hoped Kyle would have approached me to meet outside the office to discuss whatever he was so upset about. By the end of the work week, I was left with more questions than I had answers for.

Leo and I followed our standard Friday evening routine. I picked him up from daycare. I made spaghetti for dinner, and after a bath, we watched a movie. My phone pinged with a text. It was Marci.

What, no date this weekend???Three question marks.

No, was all I responded.

I expected her to text me back. Less than five minutes later, she was knocking on my door and yelling at me to let her in.

“What’s going on?” she asked as soon as I got the door open.

“Nothing’s going on,” I said with a shrug.

“You should be getting ready for a date. Why didn't you ask me to babysit? I even told Davey we couldn't go out tomorrow night because I was expecting to babysit.”

I grimaced. “I guess you can tell Davey he can take you out.”

“Well, what happened? I thought you were going to talk to him?”

I had let Marci know that Kyle had a stick up his ass over something. “I tried to, but we got scolded by his personal assistant because we were not being professional.”

Marci and I spoke in aggressive whispers so as to not disrupt Leo and his movie. Fortunately, the dinosaurs on the TV were louder than we were. Marci opened my refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of wine. I grabbed the cups from the cupboard as she unscrewed the top off a cheap wine and poured.

She took a sip and waggled her eyebrows at me. That was my cue to tell her what was going on. I needed to talk.

“I asked him if he was pissed off at me, and he is,” I told her.

“But why?”

“I don't know. He seems to think I’m dating somebody else. “

“Did he see you with somebody? Anybody?”

I shrugged. “Between Saturday night and Sunday, the only person I've been with is my son. He wasn’t acting like he saw me with some kid. He was acting like he saw me with another man.”

“Do you have a doppelganger we don't know about? Did you go to the grocery store? Did you say thank you to a delivery man?”

I had no answers.

“Give me your phone.”

“What? No,” I said as she grabbed it off the kitchen counter.

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