My heartbeat hammers in my head and my pen drops to the floor, but it takes me a minute to reach for it because of the words that just left my boss’s mouth.
“I’m sorry,” I say, leaning forward like those men who can’t hear out of one ear so they’re always putting their good ear toward you. “I thought you just said Ford and I are getting married.”
“I did.” Mr. Jacobs leans forward and opens the champagne bottle. “It’s like this… people have embraced Lena as the new woman in your life.”
“Since when is being called a b***h embracing?” The words are out of my mouth before I can think better of it.
Ford snickers next to me.
“What I mean is that they were okay with another woman besides the baby’s mother being in the picture. That got me thinking—”
“Why?” Ford asks, clearly not as baffled
