THE Media Baron's Heiress (BOOK 2)

CHAPTER 9

‘We’re going to the airport,’ Brad announced, as they got into the limo.

‘Air—airport?  What for?’  Tessa asked in alarm, fearing the worse, when she saw the broad grin on Brad’s face.

‘Why to fetch grandma and grandpa.’

‘Yay!’ Lyndon jumped about merrily.  ‘I love you my daddy.’

‘But they were only due tomorrow,’ Tessa reminded Brad.  ‘You told me so yourself,’ Tessa accused, looking flustered and nervous.

‘They’re here now,’ Brad stated.

‘I think you should drop me off at home.  There are a ton of things I have to do.  The menus---their bedroom---.  I have to speak to Hastings----.  Why didn’t you tell me?’ Tessa went white.

‘Darling calm down,’ Brad kissed her temple soothingly.  ‘Everything is under control.  We’re going out to dinner.   Their suite has already been prepared and Hastings is a very able butler.’

‘Sweetheart please sit down.’  Tessa reached over and buckled Lyndon into his seat.  She opened the limo door and stepped out.

‘Tessa where are you going?’ Brad opened his door and rushed out.

‘You lied to me,’ Tessa hissed.  ‘You lied to our child.’

‘Don’t be dramatic Tessa.  I did not tell Lyndon because he’d go ballistic until he saw Joseph.  I did not tell you because you work yourself up unnecessarily.  This way, it’s a pleasant surprise for my wife and my son,’ Brad cupped her face.

‘Who the hell do you think you are?’ Tessa slapped his hand away. 

‘I am your husband,’ Brad smiled easily.

‘I don’t want you micro managing my life, damn it.  You don’t keep things from me,’ Tessa yelled.

‘Could we discuss this at home and not on the street,’ Brad’s voice was quiet.  Tessa recognized that dangerous tone, but she was incensed with her husband right now.  She hated surprises, especially where her father was concerned.

‘Oh, now you see the need to discuss things!  Did you think to discuss anything with me when you lied about when Joseph was arriving?’

‘I explained to you why I did,’ Brad answered patiently.  ‘Don’t you think you’re making a mountain out of a molehill?  Lyndon’s in the limo alone and your parents will be arriving shortly.’

‘I told you I need to go home.’

‘And I told you, everything is under control,’ Brad spoke gravely.  ‘Now can we go to the airport?’

‘I don’t want you sitting in the back with my son and I,’ Tessa yanked the door opened, got in and slammed it again.  Reluctantly Brad climbed in next to the chauffeur.

‘Where’s my daddy momma?’

Tessa pressed the switch for the glass panel separating the front from the back of the limo, so Lyndon could see his daddy.  ‘Grandpa and grandma will be sitting in the back with us,’ Tessa smiled at Lyndon, so daddy is sitting in the front.’  She spoke loudly enough for Brad and the driver to hear.

‘I love you my daddy.’

‘I love you too son,’ Brad turned in his seat to give his son an audience.

‘Momma tell my daddy you love him.’ 
Brad looked at Tessa with a broad grin.  She glared at him icily.

‘I love you,’ Tessa murmured, hesitating to meet Brad’s gaze.  She was angry with him right now, but there was no question about it, she did love her awesome and amazing husband.  She knew she was being irrational, and Brad just happened to be in the line of fire.  Brad reached to the back, lifted Tessa’s wrist and kissed the back of hand, he continued to hold her hand in his, and Tessa could do nothing in front of her son and the driver.