As I reached my room, I spotted Tiffany waiting at my door.
She lit up the moment she saw me and pulled me into a tight hug. “It’s good to have you back, Mara,” she said, holding me for a moment before stepping back to give me an exaggerated once-over. “And look at you—wearing your ownclothes for once. Not raiding Lucian’s closet like some lovesick teenager.”
I burst into laughter. “Hey, his shirts are comfortable.”
We walked into the room together, and I gestured for her to sit. “Where’s Emma?” I asked.
“Jennifer’s with her,” Tiffany said, flopping down on the couch.
“But you know you’ll eventually have to get a nanny, right? Jennifer’s going to be busy taking care of my baby soon.” I said and she chuckled
“When that time comes, Mara,” she said with a smirk. “Let Emma keep her on h
