Page 154 of The Baby Twist
“I will. Thank you, Chloe.”
I found a couple of pieces that would look perfect in my office. When I turned around, I saw Sebastian standing there, smiling.
“Sebastian.” I walked over and hugged him.
“My wife told me you were here looking at art when I walked in. How are you, Miles?”
“I’m good.”
“I’m sorry that Chloe and I weren’t able to attend your mother’s funeral. We were in Europe. You did get the flowers we sent, right?”
“I did, and they were beautiful. Thank you. I’m happy to see you. I was going to give you a call.”
“You were?”
“I want to clean house. The board of directors needs some new blood.”
“You want me on your board of directors?” he asked.
“I do.” I smiled. “Shaun Kind is coming in next week, and we’re meeting. Join us, and we can discuss it.”
“I definitely will. Just shoot me a text with the time and place. By the way, Miles. Word on the street is you got married.” His brow arched.
“But yet I don’t see a wedding band on your finger,” Chloe said.
“Yes, I did get married, but it’s complicated.”
“It was complicated marrying the Kensington’s ex-nanny?” Sebastian’s brow raised.
I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’ll tell you about it next week.”
“Looking forward to it.” Sebastian smiled, extending his hand. “It was good seeing you, my friend.”
“It was good to see you too, Sebastian. We’ve let too much time pass.” I shook his hand.
“Bye, sweetheart. I love you.” Sebastian kissed Chloe’s lips.
“I love you too. See you at home.” She smiled. “Do you want the artwork delivered to your office, Miles?” she asked.
“Yes, please.”
Watching the two of them interact put an ache in my heart. I needed to think, so I walked to Central Park and sat on a bench in the Conservatory Gardens.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Stella
I stepped out of the elevator, and Dora ran into the foyer.
“Come here.” She hugged me. “I am so sorry for that man.”
“Thanks, Dora.” Tears once again filled my eyes.
“He’ll come around. Just wait and see.” She broke our embrace.
“It doesn’t matter if he does or doesn’t. I’m leaving.” I walked to my bedroom to collect my things.
“No, Stella. Just hold on. Please.”
