he mumbled finally under his breath.
“You know, the last time I saw you,” Audrey told him, “you were just a tiny little baby inside your Mommy’s tummy. You didn’t even have a name yet.”
“He didn’t have a name?” Brinley asked, astonished.
“That’s right, not at first, but I think your mommy and daddy picked out the best name of all. In fact, can I have it?”
“No,” Davis cried.
“Please? I want it. I’ll be Davis from now on,” she teased.
“No! I Davis.” He laughed.
Audrey held out her arms for him. “Oh, fine. You’re Davis. I can’t believe I’m just meeting you, little guy. I love you so much.” She kissed his cheek.
“So, do you guys want help with this puzzle? Who is that? Ariel?” Audrey pulled up a chair, holding Davis in her lap.
Rachael smiled. Before she could sit down her phone rang. “Will you watch them for a second?”
Audrey nodded, already invested in the puzzle. Rachael ran to the living room, searching for where she’d last laid the phone. She found it, finally, mixed in a pile of toys.
“Hello?”
“Rach, it’s me.”
“Hey, Caide, is everything okay?”
“Yes, everything’s fine. I just wanted to let you know I’m—”
“Let me guess. You’re going to be late again?”
He paused, heaving a sigh. “Mason’s client is about to walk, we just have to put together a closing argument. He’s a big client, babe. We can’t afford to lose this one.”
“You were out late last night too. We miss you. Your kids miss you. Please just come home tonight, just one night.”
“I don’t have a choice.”
“You know, I thought after the accident things would be different. I thought maybe you’d change. Guess I was just kidding myself.”
“Look, I’m in with Mason now. I promise I’ll try. I’ll see you tonight.”
“This evening, Caide.”
“Right. See you then.”
“Okay, be careful.”
There was silence on the other end of the line, Rachael stared at the phone screen hearing the dial tone that let her know the call was over. “I love you too.”
Chapter Nine
Caide
Caide hung up the phone, looking around his empty office. His desk was piled high with paperwork but he couldn’t keep Blaire out of his mind long enough to focus and get anything done. She hadn’t stopped in to see him all day, which had Caide worried. He knew she was hurt, and she had every right to be, but she’d never stayed mad at him for so long before. He knew he had no right to be upset with her, but he was. For the past seven years Blaire had been there for him even when he’d pushed her away. When he and Rachael had nearly split up before she became pregnant with Davis, it was Blaire he’d run to. When he’d heard there were going to be complications with the pregnancy, it was Blaire who’d listened to his worst fears. When he was stressed over work, Blaire had made it all better. He’d never meant to fall for her but after years of never admitting to himself how he felt, last night had made it clear. It had never hurt so much to be ignored.
He’d watched his door like a hawk, waiting to see the knob turn, to smell that vanilla perfume, but it hadn’t happened. If he wanted to see her, it was clear he’d have to make the first move. Until he talked to her, until he cleared the air, the pile of work on his desk wasn’t going to be touched. He walked out of his office with determination only to find that she was leaving Mr. Mason’s office, his hand on her back.
“Well, just make sure you collaborate with Caide about any potential candidates and let me know when you have a decision. I know you’ll make the right choice, you two make a great team,” he shook his head, “It’s a shame. It won’t ever be the same around here.”
Blaire nodded politely and walked to her desk, eyeing Caide suspiciously.
“Candidate for what?”
“Excuse me?” she asked defiantly.
“What candidates? What was he