Page 28 of The CEO

Her sadness was clear.

Stacy’s eyes were glassy. “My children have all moved away from Denver, so I don’t get to see my grandchildren as often as I would like. I’m afraid traveling is difficult for me, and even though the kids come out several times a year, it’s not enough for me to really get to know my grandchildren.”

“You are welcome in our home anytime. Call me, and we’ll make the arrangements, or we can come to you. Whichever you prefer.”

Stacy looked down for a moment and then turned a radiant smile on Bree. “Having you come to me would probably be the easiest.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do. Lilly loves traveling in the car, though she might fall asleep before we get there.” Bree shook her head and laughed. “But she wakes up happy, so that isn’t a problem.”

“Perhaps you could come for tea on Tuesday, say around two?”

Bree nodded. “That sounds good. We’ll be there. What’s your address?”

Stacy rattled off the address. “Better yet,” she reached into her evening bag, came back with a business card, and handed it to Bree. “Then it’s a date. This has our address and my private number.”

Bree looked at the card and then tucked it into her clutch. “I would never have thought to have a business card with me.”

Stacy chuckled. “I learned a long time ago to carry them. You never know when a business opportunity or a personal one, will come up.”

“That’s really smart. I’ll have to get some made.”

Adam sidled up next to Bree and placed an arm around her waist. “Are you ready?”

“I am,” answered Bree.

He stepped nearer to Stacy, took her right hand, and kissed the top. “Thank you for your delightful hospitality.”

Wade stepped close to his wife and rested a hand on her shoulder.

“We’ve enjoyed having you.” Stacy looked at Bree. “I’ll see you on Tuesday.”

“Definitely.” Bree smiled before turning toward Wade. “It was nice meeting you.”

The older man smiled. “It was a delight meeting you. I think Adam did very well for himself with you.”

Adam lifted a brow. “I have to agree. Goodnight, now.”

They walked out to the coatroom and Bree retrieved her wrap. Then they got the SUV from the valet.

The drive home was quiet, but not uncomfortable. Because of the lack of traffic out at that time of night, it only took them about fifteen minutes to get home.

After pulling into the garage, Adam killed the engine and hurried around to help Bree from the vehicle.

He looked down at her shoes and shook his head. “I don’t know how you manage to walk in those things. What if you had to run?”

“I’d kick them off and never look back. You didn’t seem to mind when I fit directly under your chin when we danced.”

They stepped into the kitchen as Adam chortled. “No, I didn’t, did I. I have to admit, I like how we fit together.”

Her lips tipped up. “It was nice. I’ve never danced with anyone who I fit with so well.” She walked to the island and laid her clutch and her wrap on the counter.

“Not even Brad?”

Bree’s smile slipped. “Not even Brad.”Brad only danced with me a couple of times. He hated dancing, but he did it for me.

He stepped toward her and clasped her hands in his. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought him up. Let’s have a cocktail and talk about something else.”

She nodded and pulled back her hands. “We didn’t think to eat at the party. Do you want me to whip up something? I think we still have some roast pork from dinner last night. It would make great sandwiches.”