Hank silently closed the door behind him. And tip toed toward the stairs. He was running late for his rendezvous with Jill.
"Hank?" he froze… he turned on his heel and forced a smile.
"Mrs. Katadare." He nodded. And swallowed, his stomach felt off….he hated lying.
She smiled at him and winked. "Ah…sneaking off to be with my daughter. You want children as much as I want grandchildren."
"Ah n…" she opened the door closest to where was standing.
"Quick. Before my husband sees. Make me grandchildren." She shoved him in through the now open door. Then closed it behind him.
"Perfect." He groaned. The room looked neat and so like Divya. He smiled a little. Then did an about face and turned toward the door.
"HANK!" Divya squealed. She stepped out of her private bath thinking that her room was all to herself, she dropped her towel in surprise of her boss standing there.
"Hey, I didn't do it. Your mother did. She caught me sneaking out to see Jill." Hank sighed, and swallowed. "Sorry…nice tattoo by the way."
"ARGGG" she groaned in frustration. "My mother is impossible." She threw a pillow at Hank's back. "Well you can't leave now." She groaned.
"Can I turn around now?" he asked.
"NO!" she snapped. "Let me think." She sighed.
Hank leaned against the door. He could hear whispering outside it. Her mother and her maid, where listening at the door… oh god.
"DIvya it's not like I haven't seen you naked." He said.
'What…" she looked at him he was holding his hand to his ear and to the door. She groaned silently. "Hank…darling. Could we just talk tonight?"
"Of course dear." He sighed, he was stuck. Pretending to be with his assistant…when his girlfriend was across town doing … well he hopped… not lying.