issues with the designing aspect of the company. All I can say right now is that the numbers show that it’s not doing well. No one in the department is offering more than paperwork. No one wants to provide an opinion.”
It was obvious that Nathan knew more than he was letting on, but he didn’t want to go into too many details. Stephen opened his mouth to push, but the doors to the study opened and Duncan and Angie walked out and into the kitchen.
“Boys,” Duncan grunted. “Is dinner ready?”
“It looks like Lydia is setting the table now,” Nathan said quietly.
Angie stretched out her hand and walked forward. “Hi. I’m Angie Lopez. I worked for the company when you were here before, but I doubt you’ll remember me.”
Nathan smiled politely and shook her hand. “Nathan Maxfield. It’s nice to meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”
“I’m sure,” she said dryly. She turned to Stephen and nodded her head politely. Just then, Suzanne came downstairs.
“Stephen, I was wondering if…” she stopped dead when she saw Nathan. “Nathan! It’s been way too long since I’ve seen you!”
Stephen shot a wary eye at Angie. She looked at his ex-wife with a casual eye, and for a moment, his mouth went dry. His ex-wife and his current lust in the same room together? This couldn’t be good.
And Duncan knew that it couldn’t be good. As Nathan hugged Suzanne, Stephen cleared his throat. “Angie, this is Suzanne Maxfield, my ex-wife. Suzanne, this is Angie Lopez. She’s the Senior VP at Douglas Enterprises.”
He watched as Angie’s eyes widened and he quietly cursed his father. Suzanne simply smiled and shook her hand. “It’s nice to hear that there’s a woman in charge over there. This family can be a bit of a mess.”
At that moment, Gabe walked in the front door. Suzanne went to greet him, and Stephen slid past the group to the bottom of the staircase. “Ben?”
“What?”
Stephen frowned. He didn’t raise his son to be so rude. “Dinner time. Wash your hands and come down.”
“Right after this game,” his son argued.
Stephen shot an incredulous look at Suzanne, and she smiled apologetically. “Ben, your uncles are here. Come down and meet them.”
“Okay!”
Really? His kid would come down for Nathan and Gabe but not for him? Just what was going on here? Water splashed in the sink upstairs and a few seconds later, Ben bounded down the stairs. He completely bypassed Stephen and went straight to Nathan and Gabe.
Pretending that it didn’t bother him, he ruffled his son’s hair as they all took their seats at the dining table. Grumbling under her breath, Lydia served them dinner.
“How’s school, Ben?” Gabe asked.
Ben wrinkled his nose. “My teacher’s mean, but I’m in class with Joey. He’s my best friend. And Jeremy, the mean kid, left last year, so that’s cool. I get to learn Spanish and some sign language this year!”
“Why didn’t you tell me all of this when I asked?” Stephen asked with narrow eyes.
His kid shrugged. “I was busy.”
He shot a questioning look at Suzanne, and she mouthed that she’d talk to him later about it. It hurt Stephen to know that his son didn’t want to talk to him, but he’d find a way to fix whatever the problem was.
* * *
A ngie tried to focus on anything other than Suzanne. The woman was absolute perfection. From her gorgeous looks to her charity work to the way she charmed her family, it was easy to see that Stephen’s ex-wife was flawless. There seemed to be few issues between Stephen and Suzanne, so what in the world got between them? And if they hadn’t been able to make it work, what made her think that she stood a chance of making it work with him.
In a panic, she chastised herself. She didn’t need to be thinking about her and Stephen. She already had way too much on her plate as it is. And hadn’t she already written him off?
Duncan’s eyes practically bore holes into her all night. It was clear
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