Darn, I don’t really want to meet him, but I don’t feel like I have a choice. “Alright, I’ll be there, let me get PJ, and I’ll be on my way.”

“Sounds good. I’ll see you then.” He hangs up after saying goodbye, and I glance at the time on my cell, finding that it’s almost five. I know that Dayton said he had a meeting at five, and when we were at the doctor’s, he told me that Clay made a reservation for him and Willow for six thirty and that they would be leaving around six fifteen since the restaurant is just around the corner. If I leave now, I should be back in forty-five minutes or less, depending on traffic.

Shoving another cookie into my mouth I get up and attach PJ’s leash then grab my purse from the kitchen where I left it. As I’m walking to the door, I remember that there is a shipping store where I’m going, and I have a couple of packages I need to mail. One of them being the paperwork to change my last name back to my maiden name.

Grabbing everything I need along with a sharpie marker I head to the door once more and the moment I swing it open I find Dayton standing on the opposite side with his hand up ready to knock.

“Hey.” I smile. “What are you doing here? I thought you had a meeting.”

“I did, but Billy rescheduled it for tomorrow morning.” He starts to step into my space, then realizes my hands are full and frowns. “Are you leaving?”

“Yeah, I’m going to pick up my check for the condo from Matthew and dropping these off since there is a mailing place right next door.”

“He got the loan?”

“He did. He called just a few minutes ago and let me know I could come pick up the check from him.”

“Where are you meeting him?” He asks while bending to give PJ some attention.

“At his office, he’s meeting me downstairs.” I lean up on my toes to touch my mouth to his when he comes out of his bend. “I should be back here in forty-five minutes.”

“I’ll come with you.” My insides twist with anxiety. It’s not that I don’t want him to come; I would actually love it if he did, but his patience with Matthew at this point is nonexistent. Dealing with Matthew, I never quite know what I’m going to get, and I don’t want this meeting ruining our whole evening.

“That’s okay, I won’t be long.” I step outside, and he takes the stuff I’m holding.

“Franny.”