Page 74 of The Betrayal

“As lovely as that sounds, unfortunately, I have plans with my husband,” and I am even shocked by hearing the word husband.

“That’s a terrible shame.”

I give a small nod and Wolfe turns around and stands back in front of Dex.

“How about we go and get a drink and talk business? The girls can go and have a spot of dinner somewhere else.”

Dex side eyes Sage, then he gives her a small nod.

Sage steps aside, taking my hand and dragging me away from Dex and Wolfe before I even have a chance to say bye.

Climbing the stairs, we exit out the red door and both stand in the middle of the lobby.

“Was it just me…” Sage pauses and looks over her shoulder at where we have just exited from and where she has just left Dex, “or did he give you a weird feeling?” she asks.

“Oh my god, I am so glad that it wasn’t just me. I thought it was because he asked me to go for a drink.”

“Something about that man…” she pulls me a little further away before looking back over her shoulder again. “I just hope Dex gets wrapped up soon and gets the deal across the line.”

I nod as we tuck into one of the busy restaurants across the lobby.

“Are you hungry?” she asks me as we sit at a table for two and I shake my head from side to side.

“I have plans with Keaton to meet him for some food, what about you?” I ask her but she is back looking over her shoulder to where she left Dex.

“Are you okay?”

She faces me and I can see the anxiousness that is on her face.

“Let’s go back and get him,” I nod but now she’s shaking her head.

“I’m just being silly. I am finding that I am such a worrier now I am pregnant. My anxiety is awful, I worry and overthink every little thing,” she sighs as she looks at the menu.

“You’re not being silly, you’re allowed to be worried. Even more so now you have a baby on the way,” I give her a soft smile.

She shakes her head, then shakes her hands off.

“It’s fine, all will be fine,” she nods as she looks at the menu again.

“Are you eating?” I try and change the subject and hope it eases her worried mind.

“Sort of lost my appetite. Shall we just get a snack and some drinks?”

“Yeah okay,” I nod and she calls the waitress over.

“Hey, what can I get you two?”

“Two sweet, iced teas and some nachos; you okay with that?” Sage asks as she pulls her worried eyes from the waitress and back to me.

“Sounds good,” I hum, closing my menu and handing it back to the waitress; she nods, taking our small order and walking off.

“So,” I ask, smiling at Sage, “when are you due?”

“May 8th,” her hand rests on her non-existent bump.

“I feel like that’ll fly by.”

“I already feel like it’s whizzing,” she admits as the waitress brings our drinks over and she takes a sip.