I grinned into my glass. “Sounds familiar.”
“Watch it. At least when I spend, it makes us money. When she spends? Whole different story.”
“You raised her,” I said simply.
“Yeah,” he muttered, though the pride was all over his face. “She’s stopping by for the card before her little ‘shopping therapy session.’ Lord help me.”
“Smart girl. She knows you’re buzzing about tonight and asks when you’re too geeked to realize she caught you slipping.”
“I know.” He hummed in nostalgia. “She didn’t get that quickness from me,” he said quickly, but I didn’t miss the way his grin faded.
Alice.
“Right.” I cleared my throat, not ready to have that conversation. “How is she? Your daughter, I mean.Amber, right?”
“Aurora.” Dillon corrected before flagging the waiter for another round of drinks, shaking his head. “Man, you’ll see for yourself in a minute. The girl is beautiful but spoiled rotten. Sweet, don’t get me wrong, hard-working but spoiled. I don’t know what to do with her, and I can’t tell her no. Ha! Get this. Yesterday morning, she was blowing up my phone, mad because she wanted the penthouse suite here at the hotel.”
I scoffed at the idea. That’s funny, I met a girl who…Wait a fucking minute.
Beautiful.
Penthouse suite.
Spoiled brat.
No fucking way.
Before I could piece it together fully, I felt a shift in the room that made me look up before my brain told me why.
There was absolutely no fucking way.
“Speak of the devil,” Dillon said, pushing his chair back to stand. “Aurora. Come here, baby girl. MeetMarlon Sinclair, my business partner.”
Her perfume announced her, followed by the clicking of high heels.
I think I’m gonna be sick.
The same girl who was draped across my sheets hours ago was standing right at our table now, eyes lighting up when they landed on me.
Then she held out her hand for me to shake.
“Nice to meet you,Mr. Sinclair.”
I’m gonna puke.
I took my time setting down my glass, meeting her gaze.
“Likewise,” I said evenly, shaking her extended hand firmly but quickly. “Aurora.”
Of all people, it had to be her. I still had this woman’s cum stains on my sheets for fuck’s sake.
She slid into the empty chair next to Dillon, crossing her legs just so, her eyes never leaving mine.
Hair laid, outfit pristine, not a trace of the wild rabbit I’d had in my suite last night. The only thing giving her away was the slight sparkle in her eye when it cut to me.
“So,” Dillon was saying, “Marlon and I were just going over tonight’s party. Big night for us.”
Aurora propped her chin in her hand, nodding politely. “Mhm. I see, and I’m so excited for you, Daddy.”
