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“Yeah, I can see that,” Grant said with narrowed eyes. “Well, thanks for waiting. Shall we?”
“Yes,” she said with a smile at him as she wrapped her arm around his.
He led her into the ballroom with Kyle trailing behind them. Light music tinkled in the background and chatter filled the room.
Kyle grabbed two flutes of champagne and offered one to Julia. “We should talk about next steps.”
“Maybe,” Grant said, pulling the flute from her fingers and setting it on their table. “But first I’d like a dance with my wife.”
He led her to the floor and pulled her into his arms. “You really look beautiful tonight.”
“Thank you,” she answered as they swayed with the music. “So, what’s on the flash drive?”
“Top secret plans for a few new projects. I may do a little business tonight. I apologize ahead of time.”
“You don’t need to apologize. I understand.”
“You always do. I don’t think I’ve ever had such an understanding spouse.”
A finger tapped his shoulder, interrupting their moment.
He twisted to find Lydia in a form-fitting black dress, perhaps the antithesis of his current spouse. “Mind if I cut in?”
“Yes,” he answered as he turned back to Julia.
“Too bad,” she said, squeezing between him and Julia and knocking her back a few steps. “We need to talk.”
“We don’t,” Grant said with a shake of his head as he tried to push past her.
“We do. Julia will be fine.”
She offered him a wince and a shrug.
“Lydia…” he started, his voice a warning.
“Do you really have no time for the mother of your child?” her voice growing louder.
“You’re making a scene,” he answered.
“It’s fine,” Julia said. “I’ll be at the table.”
“Wait, Julia–” Grant started as he reached for her.
“Beat it, Toots,” Lydia said as she grabbed his hand and pulled him closer.
He kept his eyes trained on Julia’s retreating form as Lydia strong-armed him closer to her. With a sigh, he finally shifted his gaze to her. “Really, Lydia? If dances with me were so important, why did you leave me?”
“My, we’re in a sour mood tonight. Something wrong, Grant?”
“Yes. I was having a lovely time with my wife when you interrupted. That’s what’s wrong.”
Lydia threw her head back in a cackle. “Oh, come on. I don’t believe that.”
“Believe what? That Julia and I were enjoying each other’s company? We were. I love her.” Funny how the words rolled so easily off his tongue to anyone other than Julia.
“Amazing to me. Given her little…indiscretions. You used to not tolerate such shenanigans. Must be your old age catching up to you. Don’t have the strength to fight like you used to, huh?”
“Did you cut in just to irritate me?”
