Control.

Cass shut her laptop reluctantly, fidgeting with her hands as she turned to look up at Dillon. "Sorry. I have a lot of work to do."

"I would love to watch you fail baby DIYs." Cass laughed. "I know. I have to take one FaceTime call tonight, okay? And then I'll hand it over."

"I know, and I have hired people. I've hired a lot of people. But I still can't let go of control." She let out a laugh. "I will read the shit out of your daddy blog, pregnant or not."

"I just- I feel like I have to put out the small fires before they get big, you know? And I feel like I can't do that if I'm not in contact." She groaned. "I need to get married and pregnant so I can be a stay at home mom, or something. If I do that now, I'm just single and unemployed."

"Cherub, I love you dearly, but I don't think you'd understand most of what's going on.." She sighed. "I barely do, and it's my company."

Cass rested her head in her hands. "I know. I know, but I can't help but be a control freak. I have them updating me 24/7. And it turns out someone's been leaking-" Shaking her head, she sat up. "I don't think it's a good idea. What if there's an emergency?"

Cass stood up and began pacing as she listened to the voice on the other end. "No, I know- it's unacceptable, and you need to tell him that. We can't allow it. Can you- I'm sure you're capable of handling- Really? Jesus, I'll FaceTime you in a few hours, alright? Can you make sure to have him on call- Alright, bye." She hung up, letting out a heavy sigh as she sat back down. "I'm sorry about that." She gave him a warm smile. "What were you saying?"

"Look, it's his job to handle these things, I'm sure he can- Jesus. Okay, tell him I'll get the files for him tonight. Bye." Cass hung up quickly, letting out a heavy sigh. "Sorry about that."

Cass resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead forcing a smile. “I can resend it to you, if you’d like. If you’re going to deduct marks, is there a way for me to make it up?”