“OK. I think I can make that.” I set to work on making some bacon and eggs. I added in my special French toast that I hadn’t made in ages, before I poured us both glasses of orange juice and joined her at the island to eat.
“Like this?” I asked, showing her the eggs and bacon.
She nodded enthusiastically. “Yes. Just like that.”
I chuckled and watched as she dug in.
“Do you like the French toast?” I asked.
“This bread?”
I nodded.
“Yes. It’s tasty for my tummy.”
I smiled at her. We ate in silence for a little bit. Finally, I decided to talk to her about her daddies.
“How is it with other daddies?”
“I love my daddies,” she said, looking at me. “They are so fun!”
“Of course,” I murmured. “How is Evan?”
“Daddy Evan makes me macaroni and cheese soup. He does tea parties with me, and he goes to all my ballet shows!”
“Is he ever mean?” I asked. He was certainly someone I wanted to keep an eye on after the shit he’d done here while Riot was around.
“No.” She shook her head, her curls bouncing. “My daddies are nice.”
“What are you doing?” Rosalie asked, coming into the room.
I cleared my throat. “I, uh, was just talking to Elissandra.”
Judging by the glare on Rosalie’s face, she’d heard me asking questions.
“Mommy, look! Mr. Enzo made sunshine eggs!”
Rosalie forced out a smile. “Looks yummy.”
Ellis nodded. “I’m full. Do you want the rest?”
“Sure, baby. Why don’t you go get your teeth brushed and pick out an outfit to wear? Ryder is coming to take us out today.”
“Ryder?” She squealed and slid off her chair before rushing out of the room.
Rosalie rounded on me the moment Ellis was out of earshot.
“What the fuck are you doing questioning my daughter about our family?” she demanded, her green eyes flashing.
“I’m making sure your husband isn’t a maniac,” I said back, keeping my voice even.
She scoffed at me. “My husband and daughter are not your concern.”
“I beg to differ. Cole is one of my best friends and a brother. Ellis is his daughter. That makes her automatically my family. I look out for my family.”
“Yeah? Well, newsflash. I’ve seen how you treat family, Enzo. Keep my daughter away from your definition of it. You kill your brother and walk away from your fiancée. You’re a cheater and a liar.”
I got to my feet, pissed off, and approached her. She stared up at me as I crowded her space.
