Page 81 of Fateful Hearts

Barbara’s eyes widen, her face turning bright red. “I paid nearly ten grand for that cake, Zoey. It was made by a Michelin Star Chef. Howdareyou come in here and—”

“Careful now! Wouldn’t want anyone to see you out of control, would we?” I throw her own words back at her.

She turns up her nose and spins on her heels, storming back inside. I wait until she’s firmly out of earshot, then I let out a loud laugh.

Blake pulls me to his side. “I’m coming back to your place tonight, and I’m staying in your bed.”

My eyes shift up to his, and I nod. “I’d like that.”

His hand comes out, gently caressing my face.“Just so you know, this stopped being fake for me a while ago.I’m in this,Zoey.”

My heart beats a little harder, adrenaline surges through me, while giddy butterflies wreak havoc but in the best way possible. “How is this going to work, Blake? What about Nash?”

He shakes his head. “We get to him through Brianna. And I can work on her. You leave that with me.”

My bottom lip trembles as I stare at him. “So we get a tomorrow?”

Blake smiles at me, pressing his forehead to mine. “We get a tomorrow, baby.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Blake

Even though Zoey has been drinking quite a bit, I’ve kept my alcohol consumption under control so I can drive us home.

To be honest, after our stint in the garden, all I want to do is to get her home and in bed, but I know we have to stay so we can be there for Hailee.

Barbara, bless the bitch, is taking Hailee tonight, so I am thankful for small mercies. Though with the animosity between Zoey and Barbara, I am not entirely convinced Zoey is happy about the fact that Barbara will be spending time with her daughter, but she has to accept the fact that the woman is her grandmother.

Finally, we start the walk to my car, hand in hand, and I smile at Zoey. “Well, I’d call that a successful night.”

She snorts out a laugh. “I bet you would.”

I side-eye her and raise a brow. “The fact Kyle’s going to find your ripped panties with all his wedding presents isn’t a win for you, Cupcake?”

She giggles and nods. “Oh yeah, that’s a definite win.”

“The fact you’re still not wearing any panties is a win for me right now.”

She rolls her eyes. “Youarea beast.”

I grin from ear to ear as she slides in my car, hiking her dress up a little higher for emphasis. I groan, rearranging my cock in my slacks, and head for the driver’s side, jumping in. “There is something I need to discuss, though.”

She looks up at me. “Oh?”

Letting out an exhale, I crane my neck to the side. “We didn’t use a condom.”

Zoey smirks. “The perks of fucking a mother…” she wiggles her brows, “… we know the pros of being on birth control.”

“You’re on the pill?” My muscles relax.

She reaches over, squeezing my thigh. “No need to worry.”

I sit up taller, thinking about all the different positions I can fuck her in tonight without worrying about a damn condom. “So Grandiose Grandma has Hailee until what time tomorrow?”

She laughs and says, “She’s dropping her back at midday.”

“Then I have until lunchtime to completely worship your body. After that, I’m going to call Brianna.”

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