(Cole)
I didn't want her to go.
I hadn't said it out loud because saying it out loud would have started an argument I wasn't going to win, and I knew that before the conversation even happened. Lena had been up before me, dressed before I'd finished my coffee, moving through the kitchen with the particular focused energy she got when something professional needed her full attention.
"You don't have to do this today," I said.
She looked at me over her mug.
"The Evan Hale meeting has been pushed three times," she said. "I'm not pushing it again."
"You're pregnant," I said.
"I'm aware of that," she said. "I'm also a business owner with a client who has been patient long enough. The two things can exist at the same time."
I looked at her.
She looked back at me with the particular expr
