The following morning, Griffin’s office door swung open and the excitement of having Rob almost signed dropped. He knew Kendra was here to ream him again.
“There was nothing I could do about it,” he said, preempting her yell.
As she had done for months, she slapped the newspaper on his desk. He’d already seen the online version.
Hands on her hips, Kendra started. “You were well behaved for a while there. Who is this one? She’s not part of your usual crowd.”
“You told me to find a regular woman. I listened.”
“I also told you to stay out of the spotlight.”
“I have. This was yesterday at lunch. She’s my real estate agent.”
“Oh, God. You couldn’t have taken her to Chili’s or Applebee’s? It had to be RL, where someone is always snapping a picture?” Kendra began to pace.
“I brought Indy
