Watching my reflection through the window in Garrett’s office, at the Hudson Groups headquarters, I think I’ve been wearing a smile on my face since last night. I don’t think anything will be wiping it away any time soon either.

“Enjoying the view?” Garrett questions, coming back into his office and joining me behind his desk.

“I love looking out over Lexington. The McKenzie building can just be seen, and the view from there always takes my breath away.”

He stands behind me where I’m lounging in his office chair and starts to massage my shoulders. “You take my breath away.” He kisses the top of my head. “You’re surprisingly relaxed.”

Reaching up, I take hold of one of his hands and placing a kiss into his palm, nuzzle into it. “I am relaxed. We’ve made the decision to let Tina and Charles see our baby, so I’m not worried anymore.” I kiss his palm again and turn to face him as he perches his butt on the desk behind him. “That’s not totally true because I do have doubts because of Harry, but I’m not the kind of person to keep them away from their grandchild when they haven’t done anything to warrant that.”

“I know that isn’t you, but we need to make sure they understand that we really don’t need to do what we’re doing by letting them see the baby.”

I offer him a wry smile. “I know, and we will. I’m also going to mention the document that Harry signed because I’m not sure they’re aware of it. They need to know that Harry doesn’t get any say in what happens.”

“Mmm,” Garrett mumbles. “They’ll be here soon, so can I get you anything to drink?”

“I’m fine. Why don’t we move over to the sofa?”

No sooner have I finished speaking when Garrett’s assistant is ushering Tina and Charles into his office. He guides me closer with a large hand, low on my back.

They look at us with apprehension, so I smile and it seems to make all the difference as Tina reaches out and takes my hand into hers. “You look well, Sirena.”

“Thank you.” I sit and clasp Garrett’s hand as we sit on one of the sofa facing the other couple. “Garrett is taking good care of me.” I smile softly, trying to put her at ease.

Tina looks nervously at Charles who sighs loudly. “We’re ashamed of what Harry has done by signing that document.” He shakes his head. “I can’t comprehend anyone signing their son or daughter away. It makes no sense to me.” He takes hold of Tina’s hand before he meets my gaze. “All I can say is that we’re both sorry for all the hurt and stress that our son has caused you, and we hope that you won’t prevent us from seeing our grandchild because of his actions.”

Garrett squeezes my hand. “I’m going to be adopting the baby once it’s born and I’m going to give it the love and care that only a father can. If you can accept that, then Sirena and I are happy for you to spend time with your grandchild. You’ll always have to come to us and the visit will have to be prearranged.”

Tina has tears slowly slipping down her face while Charles swallows back on his emotion. “Thank you,” he whispers. “We really hoped that you’d understand, but we also realized that you had every right to say no after the way Harry has treated you. I don’t know what’s wrong with that boy.”

“I’m sorry for everything Sirena,” Tina says. “But you don’t know how much it means to us that you’ll allow us to be a part of your baby’s life. We won’t mess up this chance you’re giving us. I promise you that.”

I smile brightly and place a hand on my stomach. “Thank you for saying that. You’ve put my mind at rest, but what about Harry? Does he know that you want access to the baby?”

“He knows,” Charles grumbles. “He wants a clean break, but we can’t accept that. The child you carry is our grandchild and that means something to us. I hope you won’t hold him against us.”

I shake my head. “No. I can’t do that.” They seem to genuinely want to spend time with their grandchild.

“I have your numbers,” Garrett says, calling an end to this discussion. “We’ll keep you up to date with how Sirena and our baby are doing.”

“Right. Okay,” Charles says, getting to his feet. “Thank you.” He holds his hand out for Garrett to shake before they leave us.

I stay silent while I watch the man I love leaning back against his closed office door. He looks good enough to eat in his pale blue button down that is tucked into the waist of his dark blue slacks. He pats down the tie along his chest and torso while I follow the movement with my eyes.

“I know exactly where your thoughts have just gone.” He smirks and slowly moves toward me like a panther ready to pounce. “Because mine went there too.”

Throwing my head back, I laugh and let the mirth show in my gaze. “My thoughts always head in that direction when you’re in front of me wearing slacks and a button down. I find you incredibly hot.”

“Ugh,” Charlotte moans from the half open door, tugging my eyes away from the delicious man at her unexpected arrival. “Do you want me to come back later?” she asks, amused.

“Yes,” I grumble.

“No,” Garrett laughs and rolls his eyes. “We are not getting it on in my office, which appears to be a revolving door today.”

“Sirena, we have a wedding to discuss. Hanky panky can wait until later.” Charlotte makes herself at home in Garrett’s office.

“We’ll just have to be quick then because I want my hands on my man.” I grin and watch as she narrows her eyes.

Garrett grins and after planting a kiss to the top of my head, says, “I'm going to check on a few things. You behave and quit teasing your sister.”

“That’s no fun.” I smirk. “But in the meantime, I want you to think about any of your single friends that might be suitable for Charlotte.”

Charlotte chokes on the water she’d just taken a drink of while Garrett makes a quick escape.

“I do not want a blind date,” she grumbles. “I just need to go out with you instead of our brothers or male cousins.” She grins. “I’ve talked Olivia into going to that new wine bar that’s opened. I have an invite with a plus one.”

I roll my eyes. “That’s all good and well, but don’t you think that most guests will also be taking a plus one with them?”

“Maybe.” She opens her notebook on her lap. “But it’s in the business district so I’m guessing a lot of single guys will be there.”

“Or married ones,” I add.

“I’m not picky,” she says nonchalantly.

I briefly choke on a mouthful of water, trying not to laugh. “Charlotte!” I exclaim.

“Calm down. I’m joking.” She chuckles, leaning over to pat me on the back.

“I’ll be careful.” She adds and looks to her notebook. “So, wedding arrangements. I need to finalize the food for the buffet.”

And my mind drifts with the list she’s giving me.