Still holding my eyes, she started to round her desk. “Liv—”
“Fuck you, Georgia,” I bit out and she halted at another rare reaction from me.
“I’ll give you time,” she offered.
“Excellent call,” I returned, reaching out a hand to the doorknob. I opened the door and started through but turned back to share, “David’s hiding something. I’m leaving for the day and working from home for the foreseeable future. I’ll cover his duties while he’s out of commission. Until I find out what he’s hiding and how bad it is, you need to use your inestimable skills to shut him down. I’m sure I can count on you doing that.”
“Liv—”
I raised a brow as I interrupted her. “I can’t count on you to do that?”
Her mouth got tight before she forced out, “It’s done. I’ll go with Gill personally.”
I made no reply.
I walked across the hall, trying to ignore Tommy leaning a broad shoulder against my doorjamb.
“Liv,” he said quietly as I moved his way.
I made no response.
He shifted as I got close so I could enter my office.
He entered it with me and closed the door behind him.
“Liv,” he repeated.
Stopping behind my desk, I did not sit. I turned and looked at him.
“Now is not a good time.”
Something flashed across his face I’d seen a lot over the years. Too much. He should have learned to hide it. If not for him, for me. I’d learned how to do it for him.
Now, I wondered if he didn’t do that just so he could manipulate me.
That something was pain.
“She’s pregnant.”
At his words, my throat closed.
“Georgia has recovery plans. They might work this time. That woman your dad gave me to coming up pregnant…” It seemed he was going to say something else but shut it down in order to say, “I need to take care of my family. I needed to make that statement of loyalty. I—” he gave his explanation, much of which again I already knew.
But now he was in with Georgia and knew of her “recovery plans?”
It was worse than I thought.
And…
His family?
“Please be quiet,” I requested.
The pain in his eyes deepened.
“We need to talk,” he said.
“I disagree,” I replied.