don’t you think? It sure as hell wasn’t his own sister.”
I roll my eyes at that. “Probably because he knew Arrow would have it covered. And Tracker would protect Lana. That leaves only me.”
“Keep telling yourself that, Bailey,” Anna calls out as she walks back to Sin’s car. My smile drops as I step inside and close the door.
If he really cared about me, he wouldn’t have fucked those two women tonight, not that I care. Nope. Not at all.
* * *
After a few hours’ sleep, I get up and take Cara for her dance class, followed by some grocery shopping and a few other errands. When we get home I’m tired and in no mood to cook, and Tia and Rhett have gone to visit her family, so I decide to take Cara out for dinner.
“Can we eat at the same place we did last time?” my daughter asks, pushing her dark hair out of her face.
“Why?” I ask, not so sure about going to the place we ran into Adam last time.
“Because the food I had was so yummy!” she says, beaming. “And the milk shake. And the nice man was there.”
Great.
Cara getting attached to Adam is the last thing I need right now.
“Why don’t we try a new restaurant?” I suggest, adding, “There’s a pizza place down the road we haven’t tried. I’m sure you can try all their different pizzas.”
“Okay!” she cheers, and I exhale in relief. I don’t want to have to face Adam after everything that happened last night. I wonder if he felt bad about sleeping with another man’s woman. Probably not. Though if you look at it from his point of view, he doesn’t owe the man loyalty, the woman does, and he said he didn’t know she was his.
Great, now I’m defending him.
Cara and I decide to walk to the pizza place, since it’s so close by. When we get there, I find it has a welcoming, family feeling to it, and am so glad we didn’t go back to the diner Adam frequents. I wonder how long they spent in jail last night, or if Faye was able to get them out quickly. It’s clear that hanging around the MC isn’t the best idea. I love the girls, and even the men are growing on me, but I need to think of Cara.
What if something had happened to me last night? Cara would have become an orphan. I know it’s pretty morbid to think of things like that, but I do. I don’t want Cara to have no one. With her father not in the picture, that leaves only my side of the family. My own father is dead, and my mother moved away with her new husband. Cara, Tia, and Rhett are all I have.
I push the thought aside as we enter, and concentrate on the more cheerful subject of pizza. The place is as inviting as it seemed from the outside, and soon Cara and I are gorging on delicious slices of cheesy goodness.
“Have you had enough to eat, Cara?” I ask her as she sits back in her chair. It looks to me like she’s in a food coma.
She nods eagerly and touches her belly. “I’m full. It was so yummy!”
“So no room for dessert then?” I tease, grabbing my bag and sliding it over my shoulder.
She pouts. “I always have room for dessert.”
I grin.
We order ice cream.
TEN
TIA and I intertwine our arms as we leave the bathroom and re-take our seats. Tonight isn’t something that happens very often for us, but Tia’s mother is visiting for the week and offered to stay at home with the kids so we could enjoy a kid-free night together. After drinking a bottle of red wine and watching movies, we decided we might as well make the most of it, so we got dressed up and jumped in a cab. When the driver asked us where we wanted to go, I realized that I only know two places, Rift and Knox’s Tavern. There was no way in hell I was going to the former, so here we are at the latter, enjoying a drink and enjoying the view.
“Why haven’t I been here before?” Tia asks for the fifth time, flicking her blond hair over her shoulder and giving Ryan Knox her “sex eyes.”
“They’re all taken, Tia,” I tell her, scanning the bar, just people-watching.
“All the good ones are,” she grumbles, wrapping her arm around me. “I’m glad we’re out of