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"Ah, hey," I say, my throat dry.
"Is this a bad time? Should we reschedule for another night?" he says, giving my forehead a kiss.
"Perfect timing, actually," Natalie says. She crosses her arms in front of her chest.
My heart drops. "Natalie, don't. Please."
She walks over to us so we're in a circle. Daniel keeps looking between us. The hatred spewing from her runs wild and I'm choking on it so bad I feel like my heart is going to stop.
"What's going on?" Daniel draws out.
"Please, Natalie," I beg through clenched teeth.
She glares at me. "Are you going to tell him, or am I?"
"Natalie, stop."
Daniel takes a slow step back. His brows lower. I can feel his hesitation and it's making me even more nervous.
"Tell me what?" he says, his voice raised.
There's a long beat of silence. I look at my best friend and see the torment in her eyes. She doesn't want to tell Daniel—that's not her style and we both know it—but she's so hurt right now she's blinded by revenge.
"Aubrey was having her cake and eating it too." She pauses, nodding more to herself. "She was eating a lot of it."
Her voice is like syrup, and a slight smile curves the corners of her lips. Natalie walks over to the bottle of wine he brought and uncorks it.
"What's she talking about, Aub?"
I'm stunned speechless. She pours three glasses of wine and hands them out, eyeing me with contempt. Clearly unsettled, Daniel takes a nervous sip, and Natalie follows. I don't. I can't.
"Your amazing, wonderful girlfriend right here has a side job. Has she ever told you about it?"
His brows deepen. "The nanny job, right?"
Natalie snickers. The sound grates down my arms. "Oh, you silly thing. Aubrey isn't a nanny. At least not anymore." Her nostrils flare. "You want to tell him the truth yet, or should I continue?"
"Natalie, just stop it. I know you're upset, but don't do this."
Casually, she takes another sip of wine and then eyes Daniel.
"College student by day, high-priced hooker by night." She pauses. "I am too, but Aubrey here has been fucking my dad for millions of dollars on the side."
I'm speechless. I'm hurt. I'm angry. I know what I did is horrible, but I didn't take my best friend as a tit-for-tat person.
The silence is deafening until Daniel barks out an incredulous laugh. Lifting the wine glass to my lips, I down the whole thing.
I watch as Natalie marches into my room and within seconds she's walking back out carrying the box I use to hold the bands of money that I count my clients with. She drops the box onto the table and flips it open.
I swallow and look at him with panicked eyes. "I think you should go. How about I just call you later?" I place the glass down and try to get him to move, but he stands firm.
"She has an odd sense of humor, that one," Daniel says, grinning as he sips his wine. He thinks she's playing around. How sad that his perception is quickly about to change.
Natalie pauses and snaps her eyes to Daniel. "You think it's a joke?" Natalie lifts up a wrapper. I lunge for it, but she moves it out of my reach.
"Natalie, stop!"
Daniel is staring at me. He places his wine glass down. "Aubrey?" he asks warily.
