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“Fabulous as always. I wanted to let you know that Raphael and I are flying to New York tomorrow. We’ll be staying for about two weeks. Raphael has some business to attend to there.”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

“So tell Eloise that her Gigi will see her soon.”

“Uh, Mom. You should know that Dad is in New York. He’ll be here for a while.”

“What is he doing there?”

“Visiting.”

“Now the city has really gone to hell if the devil himself is there.”

“Mom, come on.”

“It’s the truth, and you know it, Ashton. Our flight gets in tomorrow afternoon. Make sure you’re available at six o’clock for dinner. Raphael already made reservations.”

“It’s a school night for Eloise, Mom.”

“We won’t be out late. I’m excited to see both of you, and I won’t take no for an answer.”

“Is it okay if I bring my nanny along?”

“Maura? I don’t think she’d want to come. Besides, there’s something about that woman I don’t like. I’ve told you that before.”

“Maura quit and moved back to London. Charlotte is Eloise’s new nanny, and Eloise loves her. She’ll want her to come.”

“Oh, then by all means, bring the nanny, Ashton. Ocean Prime at six p.m. I have to go, love. I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you to the moon and back.”

“Love you too, Mom.”

I ended the call and sighed. It was getting late, and I was tired. Getting up from the couch, I went upstairs and knocked on Charlotte’s bedroom door.

“Come in.”

“Hey.” I smiled as I walked into the room.

“Hey, yourself.”

“I just received a phone call from my mother. She and Raphael are flying to New York tomorrow and want us to meet them at Ocean Prime for dinner.”

“Me?” She pointed to herself.

“Yes. I told her Eloise would want you there. Is that a problem?”

“No. Not at all. But, does she know your father is in town?”

“I had no choice but to tell her. She said the city really went to hell since the devil himself is here.”

“Ha. I love her already.” She grinned. “I’d be happy to go. But remember, Eloise has dance after school tomorrow.”

“Shit. Dance ends at five o’clock, right?”

“Five-thirty,” she said.

“Reservations are at six o’clock. Make sure to pack an extra set of clothes tomorrow for Eloise, and we’ll pick you both up at the dance studio.”

“Sounds like a plan.”