Page 93 of Accidental Theirs
Marie nods.
I wince. “Well, I told Dom last, around three in the morning, and he, um, stayed over.”
“On the couch?” Marie asks and Roland scoffs.
“Fat chance.”
I reach across the table to smack him, but he darts away from me.
“I’m just keeping it real.”
I groan. “Well, you’re right. I did sleep with him. I was just so upset, and he said all the right things...”
Marie’s small smile plays on her lips. “Doesn’t he always? He wants you back so badly, he’d say anything.”
I frown. “So, you don’t think he means it?”
She shrugs. “I’m honestly not sure. I’m just warning you to be careful.”
Roland finishes up his noodles and moves on to mine.
I’ve started to get a bit nauseous anyway, so I don’t protest.
He swallows and wipes his mouth. “Usually, I’d suggest cracking open a bottle of wine even though it’s one in the afternoon, but with the baby coming, we can’t do that.”
“I know. I’m going to miss wine so much.”
“It’ll miss you, too,” Marie teases, and I laugh.
It feels good to be among friends, be away from the drama for just a little while.
“When you say Damien was worried...” I remember his text and feel kind of bad.
Maybe Ishouldtalk to him.
Marie nods. “He only asked me about twelve times if I’d heard from you.”
Roland starts to clean up the mess on the table. “Same here.”
Marie shrugs. “Honestly, you can’t blame the guy for being a little upset. It’s a lot to deal with, and with the rumors about his past...”
I blink. “Wait. What rumors?”
Marie bites her lip. “Um, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything.”
Roland is always the gossip, and he doesn’t disappoint. “Rumors are he used to be abadboy.”
Damien? A bad boy?
I laugh. “That’s ridiculous.”
“No, seriously. Your mother had a lot of his criminalrecord expunged because he was a juvenile when it happened.”
“Criminal record? Now I know you’re just making stuff up.”
“Believe what you want, but I’ve seen the emails.”
I stare at him. “And you’ve never thought to tell me this before?”
