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Chapter FiveGrace’s dreams were filled with erotic wonders. Mac’s hands were everywhere, and her body shook with the eruption of multiple orgasms. Part of her could sense this was a dream because where was their baby? It seemed that every time they tried to get something started, he’d need to be fed or changed. The interruptions were expected, but she was a little frustrated that their sex life had yet to return to normal.She woke up with a start when she looked at the clock and saw it was nearly four in the morning. Terrified that something was wrong with the baby, she rushed into the nursery to find Mac rocking their son.With a sigh of relief, Grace whispered, “How long has he been awake?”“Not long. I woke up when I heard him fussing a little about an hour ago. I managed to get him to fall back asleep by rubbing his back. This time he was a little more vocal, so I got him up and changed him. He seemed pretty content with a clean diaper, so I thought I would rock him a bit until he complained, and then I would wake you up to feed him. He’s so cuddly; it just melts my heart.”Grace sighed. “I can start pumping more so you could take some of the nighttime feedings if you want,” she said softly.If she lived a thousand years, she would never forget the loving look Mac gave her.“Really?”He was utterly smitten with their son, which filled her with joy.“Of course! I don’t know why I didn’t think of it sooner. Instead of both of us waking up every time he does, we could tag team. That will be very helpful when I start working more.”“Thanks, babe. It means a lot to me. I really want to be a hands-on dad.”Grace felt her heart squeeze a little when she thought about how Marcus, the man Mac had thought was his father for most of his life, probably hadn’t lifted a finger to help with the kids, even when he believed they were his. The revelation that Mac’s father was actually Marcus’s twin brother, Dominic, had come only after the death of Mac’s grandmother, Mimi. In a letter to Mac, she revealed that Marcus hadn’t fathered him or his sister, Aislyn. It later came to light that Aislyn’s father was one of their neighbors. It all felt very much like a soap opera to Grace.Mac’s mother, Lorraine, was the most hateful of the bunch and had duped Marcus into marrying her, insisting that Dominic’s baby was actually his. She’d chosen Marcus over Dom because he had more money and status at the time. What a piece of work!It was all water under the bridge now, as Dom had met and recently married Addie. While it was a little weird that Addie was only a few years older than Mac, it was beautiful to see his dad find the love of his life. Grace was grateful for the nurturing that Dom and Mimi had provided for Mac throughout his life. He may have been rough around the edges when they’d first met. But looking at him now, holding their son, it was clear he had learned the importance of love and family from them.“You’re such a good daddy,” Grace said as she took DJ from him to nurse. “I fall in love with you all over again every time I see you with our son.”Mac’s eyes got misty. Sex hikayeleri All he’d ever wanted was to be a good husband and father. For a long time, he figured those things would always elude him. He was so grateful for the day Grace walked into his life.“Meet you back in bed,” he whispered as he kissed her temple.“To sleep?”“Well, I had other ideas, but sure, we can sleep too.”When Grace eventually climbed back into bed, Mac had drifted off. She felt a little disappointed, but she couldn’t blame him. She was exhausted as well. Parenting, while very rewarding, was hard work.Instead of pouting, she snuggled up against her husband and felt him protectively slip an arm around her, pulling her close.She smiled as she felt sleep take her. Sometimes just the intimacy of being held like this was enough. Chapter SixFor the next several days, Grace fell into a routine as she eased back into working part-time. She’d enjoy early mornings with their son before bringing him down and placing him in the bassinet in her office. Then she’d spend the rest of the morning attacking the list of items their Admin, Avery, compiled for her. Avery was extremely efficient and would organize the daily list in order of importance. That way, whatever Grace didn’t get to could either wait till the following day or was a task he could handle for her.“I promise I will work up to full time soon, Avery,” she said, feeling a little exasperated one day as she felt herself nodding off at her desk.“Please don’t worry about it, Grace. I’m happy to pick up the slack for as long as you need. I’m not just a handsome face that can file and answer phones,” Avery laughed.“Your skill set goes far beyond that, Avery,” Grace commented. “I couldn’t do this job without you. Especially now, with DJ needing so much of my time.”“He’s such a sweet baby,” Avery said. “I know his first name, Dominic, comes from Mac’s dad. But where does his middle name, Jordan, come from?”Grace felt her eyes well up a bit. “Jordan was my father’s name,” she said wistfully. “I wish he were alive to meet his grandson. I miss him and my mom so much more since having this baby.”She hadn’t meant to blurt that out and was grateful when Avery said nothing.“I’m going to make one more phone call before I call it a day. I need to have a serious conversation with Andre Boivin.”Avery raised his eyebrows and said, “I’d feel pity for the man, but his performance these past several months has been disappointing.”Grace bit her bottom lip. “I know he has been having issues in his marriage, but there comes a point at which you either pull yourself up by your bootstraps or move on, right? I mean, am I being too harsh?”“Not at all, Grace. You’ve been more than patient with him. It may not be my place to say it, but the Paris office is floundering and needs a stronger hand at the wheel.”“I value your input, Avery. I think you’re spot on, and now I need to make the difficult call and figure out what needs to happen next. What time is it in Paris?”“Half past four.”“Thanks.”Grace dialed the number for the Paris office and Sikiş hikayeleri got Andre’s Admin.“Bonjour, Stewart Enterprises Paris, Comment puis-je diriger votre appel?”“Bonjour, Chantelle, this is Grace Stewart. I’d like to speak with Andre. But first, didn’t we discuss the last time we spoke that I’d like you to answer the phone in English?”“Oui, Ms. Stewart, but Monsieur Boivin said it would be better to answer in French.”“Chantelle, most of the clients we deal with speak the language of business, which is English. I would appreciate you doing as I asked going forward.”There was an awkward moment of silence. “Would you please say so to Monsieur Boivin? I don’t wish to be reprimanded again.”“Again?”“He was agitated that I wouldn’t lie to his wife and say he wasn’t available earlier. She was insistent, and he wasn’t busy at the moment,” Chantelle explained.“I see. Well, connect me to Monsieur Boivin as I would like to have a chat with him. I will tell him I expect you to answer the phone in English. If he gives you any more trouble, please contact my Admin, Avery, and he will let me know.”“Merci, Ms. Stewart.”“De rien, Chantelle.”A moment later, Andre Boivin picked up the phone and barked, “What do you want, Grace? I’m in the middle of a rather important meeting.”Grace was surprised he had the audacity to lie to her.“Oh? Who are you meeting with?”Andre stammered and was about to dig himself in deeper, but Grace stopped him in his tracks.“I don’t have to tell you that your performance these past has not been up to what Mac and I have come to expect from you,” she started, trying to be diplomatic.“Really?” Andre fumed. “What you expect? Weren’t you just an assistant when your husband took over this company? In fact, you weren’t even married to him then. How is it that it’s come down to what you expect?”Grace was taken aback but let him spew.“What qualifications do you have to critique my job performance, nom de dieu, poutain?” he shouted into the phone.She couldn’t be sure whether he had slipped into French without thinking or did so in order to swear at her without remembering she spoke fluent French. Either way, it was rude and unacceptable.“Stop right there, Andre,” Grace warned him. “You need to remember who you are speaking to before you take a step you can’t take back. I may have moved up the ladder faster than you deem appropriate, but I assure you I have a resume that proves my ability to do this job. I have cut you slack because I understand you have issues at home.”“You understand nothing. My wife is a crazy person right now. She accuses me of sleeping with other women when I try to stay late at work to get things done. So, I leave early to make her happy, and then I fall behind. I cannot win.”“Are you sleeping with other women?” Grace asked bluntly.“You have no business asking me that. What I do on my own time is my own business.”So, he didn’t deny it.“Except when it affects my business,” Grace corrected him. “And it has been doing so for some time now. I’m going to give you two months to get your act together. Make Erotik hikaye whatever adjustments you need to make in your personal life and get your job done in a timely manner. I will arrange for Brendan O’Sullivan to spend time in your office. He’s our go-to guy for any issues that come up in Europe. He will help you get back on track. I will have him contact you regarding when he will arrive. Please provide him with office space and whatever else he needs.”“I don’t need a babysitter…”“You need to understand that you’re being thrown a lifeline here, Andre. Grab hold or move on. Which is it going to be?”“You can’t fire me. I want to speak with your husband.”“I’m the Chief Operating Officer, and my job is to oversee day-to-day administrative and operational functions of the firm, including staffing and company strategy. So, yes, I can fire you. But, instead, I’m giving you one more chance to fix this before I tell you to take your shit and go. Don’t push me, Andre! I’ve given you plenty of leeway, and you’ve taken advantage of my concern for you and your issues. But my patience will only last so long.”Andre was silent.Grace continued, “I want to give you one more chance to make this right, you’ve done a remarkable job in the past, and I feel like you have what it takes to keep running the Paris office if you put your mind to it. Or am I wrong about you and your abilities?”Andre waited another moment before responding. “No, you’re not wrong; I can do this job. I apologize; you have been more than fair and patient. I know I need to get a handle on things,” he admitted. “I can’t say I care much for this side of you, but you are just doing your job. I will prepare for Brendan’s visit and accept this opportunity to keep my job.”Grace wasn’t convinced his sudden change in demeanor was genuine. But she would send Brendan to Paris and check in with him frequently.“Is there anything else?” Andre asked in a tone bordered on curtness.“Yes, as a matter of fact, there is. I’ve instructed Chantelle to answer the phone in English. With clients located in many different places, we find it best to communicate in the standard language of business. If clients are more content to speak French once they reach their intended party, that’s fine. But we want English as the initial greeting, do you understand?”“Perfectly,” Andre answered.“Tres bien,” Grace said in a tone that was just shy of condescending.Once she hung up with Andre, Grace quickly dialed Brendan’s number.“Ah, the feckin’ genius of the firm,” Brendan said as he answered Grace’s call. “To what do I owe the pleasure of a call from you, lass?”Grace felt herself relax. Her conversation with Andre had left her stressed and annoyed, but Brendan was so friendly; he always put her at ease.“You’re a smooth talker, Brendan,” Grace laughed. “I need your help in Paris.”Grace spent the next few minutes explaining the issue and outlining what she wanted him to do.“I’m on it, dear Grace. You can count on me.”When she was finished, she closed her eyes for a minute. She was so tired that she could have easily fallen asleep sitting up. Then DJ started to fuss, and that was that.As she lifted him out of the bassinet, she could smell why he’d started to fuss. “Let’s get you upstairs and cleaned up before I feed you, young man,” she said, planting kisses on his chubby little cheeks.
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