“I slept with Charlotte last night.”
“Ha! I knew it!” He pointed at me. “I’ve been waiting for this. So, now what?”
“I don’t know, man.” I ran my hand through my hair.
“Did you two talk about it?”
“No.”
“You need to, Ashton. You know how women get after sleeping with you. I think you just fucked yourself.”
“I don’t think Charlotte is like that.”
My office door opened, and Lila poked her head in. “Ashton, Kitty Corners is here to see you.”
Instantly, my brows furrowed. “Send her in.”
“Ashton,” Kitty said, stepping into my office.
“Hello, Kitty. What brings you by?”
“I need to have a word with you about your nanny.” She looked at Charlie.
“He can stay. What about Charlotte?”
“She practically attacked me this morning outside of the school after morning drop off.”
I had to force my lips from curving into a smile.
“Attacked you? Attacked you how?”
“All I did was tell her that nannies aren’t allowed to enter the bake off, and she went off on me like some lunatic. She claimed she’s more of a parent to your daughter than you are. She’s rude, disrespectful, and very flippant. She told me to get off my privileged perch.”
Charlie snickered.
“So, am I understanding this correctly? You approached Charlotte first?”
“Yes. I did. Nannies are not allowed to enter the bake off.”
“Is that a real rule or one you made up?” My brow arched.
“Excuse me? How dare you, Ashton.”
I pushed the intercom button. “Lila, get Eloise’s school on the phone for me.”
“Right away, boss.”
“What are you doing?” Kitty asked.
“Finding out if it’s a real rule that nannies can’t enter the bake off.”
“It’s a given, Ashton. Nannies are just nannies—nothing more.”
“I have Eloise’s principal on line 1, boss.”
“Thank you, Lila.” I pushed the button for line 1 and put it on speaker. “This is Mr. Cross calling.”
“What can I do for you, Mr. Cross?”