“If it makes you feel any better,” I continue. “The only reason I want you there is so I can prove to my people that I can go a whole month without firing a nanny. It has nothing to do with me enjoying your company whatsoever.” She bites back a smile. “And just how many of your people will be there?” If she goes, all of them. “Five or six. Give or take depending on if Isaiah shows. And they all assume we’re fucking so heads-up on that.” “If it were up to me, they’d be right.”
