"Don't worry about it," she replied easily, dismissing the missed pop culture reference without a care. That seemed to happen often enough between them, it barely caught her off-guard.
Cathy froze when his hand caught hers, sensing that he had more to say and providing him with her undivided attention. The result was a half-grimace on her own face, betraying how she really felt about the situation. It lasted as long as it took to compose herself, to arrange her features into a more diplomatic expression. Of course he had to meet with Eve. That much, she had been expecting. If she truly trusted her husband--and she did--then she should logically have no problem with the idea.
...Logically.
"You should see her," she admitted softly, at last. "You need to see her. Aside from the official business regarding the Partners."