Page 19 of The Irresistible One
“But did she ask her mom?”
“I don’t know.”
How the hell was I going to get out of this?
“I don’t want you to get your hopes up, baby. Her mom might say no.”
“Mrs. Rivers issooonice. She won’t say no. She loves me.”
I laughed. “Everyone loves you.”
“If her mom says no, then I’ll go to Abbi with anI’s house.Okaaay?”
I needed a fucking drink. Something strong that would wipe Sophie from my brain.
It didn’t matter how much I couldn’t stand her; she still had a front-row seat in my mind with her legs spread and my face between them.
“Ellie, tell me something—why do you call her Mrs. Rivers and not Miss Rivers?”
I was playing with fire … I just couldn’t stop myself.
“I dunno, Daddy.”
“Do you know that Mrs. means she’s married and Miss means she’s not married? So, by calling her Mrs., you’re saying she’s married.”
“Huh?”
Why am I asking this? Why am I getting my daughter involved? And what makes me think Ellie will understand what I’m even asking?
“What I mean is, is Mrs. Rivers married? Does Abbi with anIhave a daddy at home?”
“I don’t know. I’ll ask Abbi?—”
“You do not need to ask Abbi.”
Everyone had a different reason for investing in a Lush membership. I didn’t know what had driven Sophie, but if she was married, that would certainly make for an interesting reason.
Not that it would be any of my business, but, damn it, I wanted to know.
“Daddy, can Abbi with anIcome over?Pleeease? She’s my bestie!”
“Let me think about it, baby.”
“Ick. That means no and?—”
She was starting to get emotional. We were seconds away from tears and possibly a hardcore meltdown.
“That doesn’t mean no. It means I want to think about it.”
Walker was plating another dish for us to try, and given that time was something we didn’t have a lot of, I had to wrap this up.
“Are you done thinking yet?”
I laughed. “You might be the best saleswoman I’ve ever met—you know that?”
“He-he.”
“I love you. Sleep tight, my baby girl. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”
