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Grant heaved a silent sigh of relief. He’d just made things one thousand times worse between him and his son, but at least he hadn’t ruined the plan. He wanted to say something, but as usual, no matter what he said, it made things worse.
“Kyle,” he called as his son twisted the knob.
Kyle twisted to face him.
“Thank you. I know you don’t want to believe that I’m a different man, but I am. Or at least I’m trying to be.”
Kyle spun away without a word and slipped out of the office. Grant let his eyes slide closed as he tightened his grip on the glass he held. He downed the last of his bourbon, allowing it to burn his throat as he lamented the last discussion he had.
It had gone off the rails, as always, and he’d blurted out something he’d played close to the vest. Of course, Worthington knew, and Sierra, but Kyle? He’d just told one of the most volatile people he knew–a man who had an intense dislike for him–his biggest secret.
His frustration built, and he fired his glass across the room. It shattered against the tile surrounding the fireplace. He twisted to find Worthington eying the mess with raised eyebrows.
Grant sighed as he leaned forward, resting his hands on his desk. “Sorry, Worthington.”
“The cleanup is not a problem, sir. Though might I be of assistance in any other way? Perhaps you’d like to discuss the reason for your hurling of the glass.”
“The reason is that I’m an idiot.” He collapsed into his chair with a deep sigh.
Worthington crossed to the drink cart, poured another bourbon, and delivered it to Grant. He accepted it, raising the glass to the man in silent thanks.
Worthington clasped his hands in front of him. “The Grant Harrington I know is not an idiot. So perhaps you’d care to explain.”
“Everything is a mess again, Worthington. And mostly because of me. Sierra overheard us talking, and now she knows about the pictures.”
“Perhaps that is for the best, sir. You are all working diligently to protect her.”
“I just…hated telling her. She’s already so angry with Lydia, and now…”
“Now the relationship is even further strained.”
“It’s the strain on Sierra I’m worried about. I hope she doesn’t blow before we can solve this.”
“You are worried she will.”
Grant bobbed his head up and down. “I am. But we’re all going to rally around her, so hopefully, that’ll work.”
“She is very fond of Mrs. Harrington, perhaps she can help Ms. Sierra through this.”
“I have no doubt she will. That’s not my concern. It’s Kyle.”
Worthington raised his eyebrows. “You think Dr. Carter may be a problem in the plan?”
“Yes, but that’s not–” Grant offered a disgusted sigh as he stared into his bourbon. “Kyle and I got into two arguments in rapid succession. One in front of Julia, and another after she left.”
“Tensions remain high between you two. Is there no end in sight?”
“Not now,” Grant said with a shake of his head.
He flicked his gaze up to Worthington. “In the heat of the argument, I told him how I felt about Julia. And I’m certain he’s figuring out how to use it against me now.”
“Perhaps, sir, you could view this as being one step closer to telling Mrs. Harrington.”
Grant rubbed his chin. “No. Kyle said something tonight, and he’s right. I’m a coward.”
Worthington chuckled. “Hardly, sir.”
“It’s true. I…didn’t face what happened when Kyle was conceived.”
