Page 63 of The Daddy’s Girl

He chuckles, giving me that nefarious smirk. “Sorry. I was just giving you a hard time for clearly overdoing it and needing our pseudo dad to carry you home.”

Full-body cringe.

“He is not our pseudo dad. Don’t call him that.”

“So I take it the date went well then?” he asks as I drape the new fabric around his waist, sticking it in place with a pin from around my hips. The fabric of my makeshift dress falls to the floor.

My mind is flooded with the taste of rose-flavored macarons and Matis’s cologne and “La Vie en Rose.”

“Yeah, it went really well,” I mumble to myself.

“Good. I’m happy for you. Freya has been dying for you to be in a relationship. I think she wants to double-date.”

“She’s getting bored of you two already.”

“Probably, although Archer is the least boring person I’ve ever known.”

I stand up and raise my brow as I reply, “Just bored with you then.”

“Ouch,” he replies, looking wounded.

We each start laughing quietly when I hear footsteps down the hall. Glancing up, I watch Weston enter with a look on his face that chills me to the bone. It’s a very mischievous smirk, and if I know Weston at all, then I know the only thing that makes him smile like that is watching drama unfold.

“Oh God. What?” I ask.

“Someone’s here to see you,” he replies with glee.

“Me?”

He nods.

“Are you going to tell me who?”

“It’s Matis,” he replies, and I freeze, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“And?”

“He brought a couple friends. A couple of Americans…a brother and a sister.”

My fingers drop the fabric as I stare at Weston, hoping to hear him say, Just kidding.

But he doesn’t.

Which means…Matis really did bring Jacob and Olivia to the club.

Why the hell would he do that?

In a rush, I rip the fabric off my brother and toss it all onto the table. Pins fall to the floor as I dash out of the room and down the hall. The entire time, my head is spinning.

He wouldn’t.

Would he?

Bring my date to our sex club.

Our. Sex. Club.

I’m not sure what Matis is up to or why he would do this. Especially after Saturday night. Sure, he did freak out a bit after the kiss, but during the kiss, he was clearly enjoying himself. So why on earth would he think today is a good day to bring our dates into the mix?