“Fitz already made reservations.”
“I’m not eating dinner by myself,” I tell her.
“I’ll be your date, sweetcheeks.” Frances waggles her eyebrows at me.
“Gran, no.” Winnie presses a finger underneath her eyes.
A timer dings in the kitchen.
“Do you like red or white?” April trills.
Winnie’s glaring at me as Fidget and her mother escort me to the dining room.
“Winnie, when was the last time you used this dining room?” I tease her.
“You need to eat then leave.”
“Make the man his plate, Winnie,” her mom orders.
“He can get his own food.”
“Winifred Larkspur, that’s no way to treat a guest.”
“Especially not one as good-looking as him.” Her grandmother glugs wine into my glass.
“Kathy! Come on down and get some food, sweetie,” Mark calls up the stairs as Winnie dishes up the food. “You need to keep up your strength.”
“How about those Orcas, huh?” Mark scoots his chair up to the table.
“Yes, I’m pretty pleased with that GM hire.”
“Well, no kidding, you own four sports teams. Hey.” Mark points at me with his fork. “Have you ever thought about starting a shuffleboard league?” Mark leans in.
“Dad, no one wants to watch shuffleboarding.”
“It’s exciting! We drew quite the crowd on the Coastal Daydreams cruise, didn’t we, April? You remember, Kath?” Her dad gives Kathy a sympathetic pat as she slumps down in the chair next to him.
“Did you enjoy your cruise?” I ask them. “I just bought that cruise line but was worried it wasn’t as nice as the Norwegian lines.”
“It was wonderful. Oh, we love cruising, don’t we?” April gushes.
“Fantastic time.”
“Frances was almost left on an island.”
“That was the cruise I was supposed to get proposed to on,” Kathy wails then rushes away from the table.
Her parents race after her.
Fidget rests her head on my lap.
“Hey, girl.” I sneak her a mushroom. “I know. The service here is pretty atrocious. Fidget and I are hungry, Winnie.” I smirk at her.
She drops pasta on my plate like she’d rather dump it on my head.
I know what you sound like with a man’s fingers on your clit.“I’ll take some more wine too.”
She picks up the wine bottle and dumps it all out into her glass then sets it back down wordlessly.
