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I chuckled as I shook my head. “Now that you’re up, I’ll take this opportunity.” I scooted past her.
A short while later, we were in the kitchen, and Tish was holding the baby and trying to get the coffee made. “I got it.” I nudged her to the side.
“You can’t get everything!” she protested.
“I’m not. You’ve showered, you’ve dressed Teddy, you’ve gotten the bag ready for the day, and you fed him. All I’ve done is change his diaper and take my own shower. If we’re going to keep track, which, by the way, I think is completely ridiculous, you’re ahead. Let me make coffee.”
I nudged her with my hip again and she sat down at the kitchen table. A few minutes later, I handed her a fresh cup of coffee before sitting down across from her. “Is there anything you want for breakfast?”
“Breakfast isn’t something I have a lot of time for,” she said slowly.
“I noticed you have some fresh eggs in the fridge.”
She smiled. “Allie has chickens. They lay a lot of eggs.”
“How do you like your eggs?”
“Griffin,” she warned.
“Tish, I’m starving. I personally like scrambled eggs. Do you mind if I make some?”
She bit her lip to keep from laughing before shaking her head slowly. “Of course not. And, I love scrambled eggs.”
After we finished eating, I cleaned up and filled the dishwasher. Without thinking, I started it. “Are you even for real?” she teased.
“Last time I checked,” I quipped.
“Seriously. You change diapers, you make eggs, you clean up, what the hell?” she mused.
“I grew up with a lot of siblings and we all had chores. How are we doing on time?”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Tish
“Bye, sweetie. Mwah, mwah!” I gave Teddy exaggerated kisses before handing him over to the friendly woman at the daycare.
Teddy was easily distracted when she lifted him into the air and spun him in a circle. The daycare drop-off was going well so far. Although I experienced a few pangs of guilt, I was relieved he seemed to be adjusting well.
When I got into the office, Archer Cannon, Griffin’s cousin, was talking with one of the contractors on the building project for the new distribution center.
“Hey, Tish,” Archer called over.
When the contractor waved, Archer fell into step beside me as I walked toward my office. “How are things?” I asked.
“Good, I think. Everything situated with the guy who got injured on-site yesterday?”
“I already called over and checked in with him this morning,” I replied.
“I am so grateful you’re here,” Archer said, his tone heartfelt.
I smiled at him as I walked into my office. “Yeah?”
“Seriously. All the HR stuff stresses me right out,” Archer said flatly.
I dropped my purse on top of my desk and slipped out of my jacket. “Well, it’s my wheelhouse, so happy to take care of it.”
Archer’s gaze arced around my office. “You know, you could make the space yours.”
