6. Adrian
CHAPTER 6
ADRIAN
I look sternly at my dog. “Buddy, there’s no way you’re going with me to the dinner.”
He stares at me with his puppy eyes and squeezes out a whine.
But Jane smells so nice. Take me. Take me. Take me. Do I need to remind you that if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have met Jane in the first place?
“Tiffany is on her way to stay with you,” I tell him, and that seems to make him feel better because he likes his former dog trainer—who’s now his occasional dog sitter. “She’ll take you on a walk. Anywhere you want.”
Her timing impeccable, Tiffany shows up that very second, and I leave her and Leo as I go get ready for the dinner.
“I’m not sure when I’ll be back,” I tell Tiffany on my way out.
She shrugs. “I don’t have any plans. When Leo crashes for the night, I’ll just let myself out.”
“You’re the best,” I tell her.
She grins. “You look so dapper. May I ask where you’re going?”
“You may ask,” I say. “But I’m pleading the fifth.”
“Fair,” she says. “Have fun.”
When I get downstairs, my limo is already waiting for me.
I call Jennifer, who is in my rotation of drivers but is currently pretending to be an Uber driver. Per my instructions, she’s rented an armored version of the Toyota Camry, so Jane should be none-the-wiser about how much safer her trip is compared to a random Uber ride.
“Hello,” Jennifer says. After a pause, she adds, “No, you have the wrong number.”
Okay. Great. That’s code for “We’re on the way and on time.”
My chest feels like it’s expanding, something that usually only happens after a good workout. I guess I’m eager to see Jane again, but strictly as the answer to the wife question, of course.
Romance isn’t on my mind.
And it won’t be until I have 50/50 custody of Piper.