Ah, this makes sense.
Not only does she like to talk, but it also corroborates with Owen’s story about how she ruined his lunch and wouldn’t let him get off the phone.
“Do you know how much y’all would charge for an oil change?”
I slowly rock my head back and forth. “That’s something you’d need to call in for.”
“How about brakes?”
“Something you’d need to call in for.”
She tosses her money at my kid, and it immediately pisses me the fuck off. The dollars land on the frosting of a few, and I lift the container, the plastic crunching under my tense grip.
“Absolutely generous.” I give her a smirk when really I want to tell her to get the fuck away from me. “That’s six altogether, so you owe me another twenty.”
Her face drops. “Oh, I only wanted two.”
“But your money landed on the frosting. Honestly, you’re the first mom who hasreallyhelped with the cause.”
She blushes as I hand them over and lean over next to Heath, muttering, “Hey, buddy, go give a pink cupcake to Miss Vesper.”
He wrinkles his nose. “I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“That’s…what Uncle Graham calls a…” He lifts a flushed hand to his mouth and whispers loudly. “A kiss ass.”
I chuckle and rock my head back and forth. “It works out, kid. Have I ever steered you wrong before?”
“No.”
“Go on, then.”
Heath picks up a pink frosted cupcake while whoever this mom is fishes out money with one hand while she holds the container of cupcakes.
Yeah, I’m not helping.
“Just throw your money on the table.”
Then I amble away toward Sienna.
Am I being a bastard?
Short answer, yeah.
I’m only here for my kid and, of course, to see Sienna, but these moms are ruthless when it comes to the awkward flirting and how inappropriate it is.
I may have had several ungentlemanly thoughts myself, when I glanced over at Sienna, but I didn’t act on any of them.
Yet.
Sienna is hunched down in front of Heath with a huge smile, taking the pink cupcake from him while the guy in the suit is still talking to her like my kid’s presence shouldn’t matter.
However, Sienna is ignoring him while talking to my son, and her golden browns flick up to me as she continues to speak.
I smirk, hinting that I sent the little brat over to her on purpose just so I’d have a reason to come over.
But then she does something that shocks the literally shit out of me and my cock.
