This guy cheats at Poker. Completely swindled me out of a hundred dollars last week. The little jerk beams in response. Why was it that attention from Caleb turned people into living glowworms?
I felt heat crawl up my neck at being called out in front of everyone. It wasn’t a bad feeling, just one I was unused to. When last had a man who looked like Darius Avery ever taken the time to tease me?They’re getting me drunk, I said. I’ve never been drunk. Everyone turned to look at me. It was like I had just announced that I’d never had an orgasm.
What? Fig, are you serious? Casey, the bragging mom started pouring me another shot.Darius set the bags on the counter, and then took the shot that was being offered to me. Tilting his head back, he poured it down his throat while all of the women looked on. I felt warm all over that he’d wanted something that had been meant for me. When he set his glass down he looked at Bad Mommy and asked, Where’s my moon?Asleep. Fig put her down. Isn’t that amazing?
I wouldn’t exactly call putting a child to bed amazing, but I glowed under the attention.What did you do? he asked, wide-eyed. Care to share your secrets?
Mercy hates sleeping, Bad Mommy explained. It’s a fight every single night to get her down. Everyone in this room has tried and failed. The group started nodding all at once. I wondered why she hadn’t told me this in the first place? Maybe she was testing me, or maybe she had a sense of my bond with Mercy.
Oh, was all I could think of to say. I was soaring inside. I didn’t do anything. She just went right down. What I wanted to say was that Mercy and I shared a connection, and if anyone could get her to sleep it was me. I’d been robbed, after all. It should be me who was putting her to bed every night. That was probably why they had such a hard time with it. But, you couldn’t just tell people that outright, not yet anyway.Simon searched her face, but he couldn't read her emotions the way he usually could. Normally her expressions were so open, her eyes startlingly honest—it was as if he could see to her very soul and back. But right now she looked shuttered and frozen.
She was upset—that much was clear. But he had no idea what she was going to say. No idea how she would react.And Simon had the strangest feeling that Daphne didn't know, either.
He became aware of a presence to his right, and he turned to see Anthony, his face torn between anger and concern.Is there a problem? Anthony asked softly, his eyes straying to his sister's tortured face.