ours.”
“Nothing in this world is just ours. It helps to have someone who will speak up for you. You’re lucky that he has. This is what you love to do.”
Deep down inside, she was really happy. Shaun had not only voiced his approval of her book, he’d done it for the world to see, to show his support. It was more than she could have hoped for. She just didn’t want to rely on his help.
There was no way she could help run million dollar business, and he was helping her.
“Do you think I should visit him?” she asked.
“Yes!” Darla jumped up. “That would be amazing.”
Biting her lip, she wasn’t sure.
“What about the filming?”
“We’ll do that when you get back. I’ve got to head out anyway, so it’ll give me time to do what I need to do.”
Nodding, she removed her apron, and placed the ingredients she’d picked out back into the fridge. She didn’t want anything going off.
Darla left, and she called a cab to take her to Shaun’s main office. She paid the driver, who thanked her for turning his wife into a much better cook.
Standing outside of the main building, she stared up at the large building. She’d not been here in a long time. The last time she visited, Bruce had told her Shaun was busy, and not able to talk with her.
Running fingers through her hair, she tightened her jacket around her, hiked her bag up, and headed into the main building. This was not for her. She loved food, and being around food. These people liked the hustle and bustle of work.
****
“Do you think she saw it?” Shaun asked, taking a seat behind his desk. He’d arranged it so that he could finally speak out about his wife’s career. The last thing he wanted was for her to have to deal with the negative press. They were together, they were a couple, and last night gave him hope they could have more.
Yes, they lived separately, but with time, he hoped for them both to finally move past that. He wanted to speak to her about what to do with the house. Shaun hated that awful fucking place, and he wouldn’t willingly go there to stay.
They would have to sell it, and get it out of their lives.
“Yes, she saw it. Well, it depends if she was busy. I’m sure she’ll see it by the end of the day.”
“I hope so.” He was so damn happy. “Honeymoon!”
“What?” Bruce asked.
“When we got married, I didn’t give her a honeymoon. Do you think it’s something I should consider?”
“You didn’t go on a honeymoon?”
“The marriage went so quickly. It was like one moment we were engaged, the next, we were married. I never gave it a thought.”
Bruce whistled.
“Did you and Patricia go on a honeymoon?”
“Yes. I got her all to myself for two weeks. We made love, ate, had fun, and made love a lot more.”
He needed to get them both on a honeymoon. Shaun was determined to fix his broken marriage. No, his marriage wasn’t broken. It hadn’t even started.
“I’ll get you several brochures ordered so you can make a decision. My advice, find out where she wants to go first, and go there.”
Bruce left him alone, and Shaun went onto the internet, pulling up his wife’s blog page. Scrolling through the details, he tried to find any clue of where she’d love to go. There were several places she wanted to visit; Italy, United Kingdom, Ireland, Spain, France, and the Caribbean. Damn, that wasn’t going to be easy. He couldn’t just pick one from all of them.
Bruce entered his office once again.
“You got them already.”
“Mrs. Woodside is outside.”
Standing up, he rounded his desk. “Send her in.”
Buttoning up his suit jacket, he didn’t like the unsettled feeling when it came to his woman. Addie was his woman, and he’d been acting like a complete jackass. She didn’t even think she liked sex, and it was all his fault. He’d made it bad, and not even tried to get through to her.
She had thought he was cheating on her with other women. There had to be a way to change her