She walked in, ripped the card out of my hand, and stomped out of my office. Something about the way she did it turned me on. I pulled my phone from my pocket and called my father.
“Hello, son.”
“Hi, Dad. How would you like to spend a few hours with your granddaughter?”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes. If you and Gabriela don’t have plans this evening.”
“We’d love to. We can take her out to dinner and look at all the Christmas lights.”
“Sounds like a good plan. She’ll enjoy it. Can you pick her up around four at my house?”
“You bet. Thank you, Jack.”
“I’ll see you later, Dad.”
I glanced at my watch; it was almost time for Sierra to pick Ellie up from school. Grabbing my coat, I put it on and stood at her desk.
“I’m going with you to pick Ellie up.”
“Why?” she scowled.
“Why not? Let’s go.”
“Don’t you have work to do?” she asked as we headed to the elevators. I smiled as I saw some of my associates had already decorated their desks.
“I have a lot of work to do, but it can wait.”
After arriving home, I took Ellie to the couch with me and sat down.
“Remember how your grandpa was here the other night for dinner?”
“Yeah.”
“He and Gabriela are stopping by soon to take you to dinner and to see all the Christmas lights.”
“Excuse me?” Sierra’s brows raised.
I held up my finger to her.
“Are you okay with that?” I asked my daughter.
“Yeah.”
“He wants to get to know you, and I want you to get to know him. He is your grandfather.”
“Okay, Daddy. Did you see where the elf was today?”
“No, I didn’t,” I lied. “Where did you find him?”
“In your office. He was working on your computer.” She giggled.
My eyes widened. “That silly elf. He’s probably getting ready for Christmas. Go upstairs, and I’ll be up in a minute to help you change before your grandfather gets here.”
“Okay.” She climbed off my lap and ran up the stairs.
Sierra stood there, shaking her finger at me, trying to get the words out she wanted me to hear.