Page 49 of My Daddy Is An Ex-Con

Amen, sister.

"Family is everything in life," I say. "Without it, what would we have?"

"Zebra cakes." Ryder’s voice comes out as a drawl. "Lots and lots of Zebra cakes."

"And gelato," Cyan teases. "And chips."

I roll my eyes. "And Daddies. That’s the most important thing."

My friends turn to me with wide eyes. "How the hell is it going with Medici?"

"Damn." I push out a snort. "I walked right into that one."

Ryder nods. "Sure did."

I settle onto the floor and sit cross-legged. "Medici…reallyseems to like me."

Cyan waggles his eyebrows. "That’s exciting."

"But I need to ask you three something." My eyebrows slam together. "Which one of you spilled the beans?"

"About what?" My friends are the spitting image of innocence.

I claw back a snarl. "One of you told Medici about my wetting fantasies."

My threeamicosall share a look. "Wasn’t me," Cyan says innocently.

Ryder shoves his nose in the air. "Not me, either."

"Nor I," Enzo drawls in a deep, drama-filled voice. "I wouldn’t dream of it."

We all turn to Enzo. Cyan punches his shoulder. "It was totally you."

"No, it wasn’t." Enzo shakes his head. "I’d never betray Mattie’s confidence."

"Listen, bucko." I ram my left index finger in his face. "You’d better tell me the truth."

"Maybe the bedbug virus in our phones listened to our conversation," Enzo drawls. "And Medici heard everything."

Annoyance pulses behind my temples. "This isn’t funny."

Ryder glares at Enzo. "You’d better not have told Medici about Mattie’s fantasies. That’s not cool."

Enzo pushes out a groan. "Fine. The topic of diapers and wettinghappenedto come up at the swimming hole the other day. Ilet it slipthat you’d expressed interest in wetting."

"Medici hasn’t been to the swimming hole." I know this for a damn fact. "Who did you tell?"

"I kinda blurted it out in front of everyone."

"Medici must’ve heard it through the grapevine," Ryder laments.

Cyan smacks his forehead. "You’re terrible."

"I know, girl," Enzo admits. "I plan to quit drinking around the Lucianos. I can’t control my big juicy mouth."

I clench my fists in rage. "That was private!"

Cyan rubs my back. "This is a natural reaction when someone betrays your confidence. Let it out. I’ll help you create a voodoo doll you can jab with pins."

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