Chapter 61

Erica's POV

Leroi had just finished dressing and he was just going from one call to another. From one discussion to the other, so much so that I'm having a feeling that something is not going well with his company.

But of course, he'll want to keep everything away from me.

"Baby is something the matter," I asked, as I stirred his coffee and applied the right amount of syrup.

I'm now familiar with the quantities and qualities at which he likes some of his things. How he likes to eat his sausages, that is mildly burnt.

Weird right? I know. He likes his steak rare, his wine old as men themselves. I find it quite alarming, the whopping sum he spends on stocking his cellar. With his ancient wine.

But that was straying away from the topic at hand. Something is going on with him and he's not telling me about his.

I mean, I thought we were way past that. But apparently, he doesn't share the same sentiment that I do

"No, nothing is up. Just a few minor changes that I need to sort out in th