"Mathews is nearby, and I'll only be gone until tomorrow baby, and you know Mamma will come check on you if you don't show face." I'm getting the paternal type lecture from Jake as he gets ready to go to Manhattan. He's looking sophisticated in a flawlessly tailored dark suit and, for once, a tie; one of his clients is sharing his flight to get business out of the way, quickly, mid-air.
"I'm sure I can look after myself for a night. I did actually handle some independence before I had you, you know." I smile sarcastically as he frowns at me.
"Workmen finish up this afternoon, a day early, so by tonight you'll be chaos free." He continues, ignoring my jibe. He's on a roll in bossy commander business mode, and I revert to PA Emma to listen patiently while he gets it all out of his brain. I
