“Fine. It’s done. I’ll take you to see him at the weekend.”
“Really?” I jumped up from the sofa. “You’ll take me to see Timothy?”
“Yes. If I have to.”
“I can take the train or a cab. I don’t mind.” I was giddy. A shopping trip was definitely on the cards tomorrow. I wanted to look delicious for him when I saw him.
“No. I’ll drive. I’d like to see what my money is paying for.”
A knot of dread filled my gut.
“You’re coming in too?” That’d go down like a lead balloon with Timothy, if I walked in with Micheal in tow.
“Don’t panic, he won’t even know I’m there. I’d just like to see the facilities. Maybe I’ll get some ideas for our little venture.”
I couldn’t deny the relief I felt. The last thing I needed was to watch those two go at it. Timothy would walk for sure if he thought Micheal
