Page 68 of About Last Knight

She nods. “It definitely did. Please don’t say anything. We had a really good time. She’s so nice. Don’t go all crazy and ruin things with her. She really likes you.”

I’m doing my best to feign calmness. “She said that to you?”

Jade nods. “Yes. She likes you a lot. I see your face turning red. Don’t be a crazy man and make a mess of this.”

Chapter Eighteen

Melissa

Declan was quiet through lunch after I returned from the bathroom. Something’s obviously bothering him.

He’s about to leave to take Jade home. I look up at him. “Are you coming by tonight?”

I see his jaw tense. “I’m not sure yet. I’ll let you know. I have some work to catch up on.”

Yep, something’s wrong. We’ve rarely spent a night apart the past few weeks. I can’t imagine what I’ve done to upset him. I spent the whole day with his daughter. I loved every minute of it, and Jade seemed to have fun as well. What more does he want from me?

I’m in my car on the way home, and I pick up the phone to call Rayne but remember that Grant is taking her to a show in New York City tonight. They’re probably already on their way. I don’t want to bother her.

Izzy is away at her son’s college for the weekend.

I guess I’m calling Cassandra. I dial her number.

She answers after a few rings. “Trevor’s in the middle of ringing Satan’s Doorbell, what’s up?”

“I don’t know what that means, but I’m confident I don’t want to know.”

She laughs. “Brush up on your urban dictionary terms. There are some good ones in there.”

“I’ll be sure to do that,” I say sarcastically. “Do you have a minute?”

“For my second favorite mother-in-law? Always.”

“Cassandra, when my son decided to marry a woman twice his age, I honestly never thought she could possibly be less mature than him, but you’ve proven me wrong.”

She laughs again. “Flattery will get you everywhere, Melissa. Now tell me, what’s wrong?”

“Declan’s mad at me and I don’t know why.”

“Did you put out last night?”

I roll my eyes even though she can’t see me. “As a matter of fact, I did. Several times.”

“Hmmm. What did you do today?”

“I took his daughter clothes shopping.”

“Did he know you were doing that?”

“Yes. He was excited about it.”

“Who paid?”

“He gave her a credit card, but I wouldn’t let her use it. I paid for it all.”

“There’s your answer. You emasculated him in front of his kid.”

I think for a moment. “Shit. I didn’t think of that.”

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