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And that person is now sitting on the chair facing me and Aspen, who’s chosen to cling to the other end of the sofa for dear life.
I was the one in that position two seconds ago—the one she held on to for dear life—but now that she’s no longer naked after she hastily put her clothes back on, I apparently have no role to serve.
Aside from being the subject of my daughter’s glares, of course.
Gwen has the expression of a haughty princess. Minus the foot tapping and the crossing of her arms.
She and Aspen have been red for the past fifteen minutes, which would’ve looked comical under different circumstances.
“In case neither of you noticed, I’m waiting for an explanation,” she says with unveiled stubbornness, going for the jugular.
She’s definitely my and Aspen’s daughter.
Her mother shrinks further into her corner of the sofa. She was over the moon after hearing Gwen talk about her earlier, and in order to keep that awe-filled expression longer, I encouraged the conversation.
Now, however, she’s clearly out of her element.
Stretching my legs in front of me, I meet Gwen’s colorful eyes. “Well, let me inform you that we’re under no obligation to explain anything. Last I checked, I’m the parent.”
“Last I checked, you said you weren’t attracted to her,” the little minx shoots back. “Which is obviously incorrect, judging by the nude show I walked in on. I’m going to guess it’s not work-related.”
“I’m sorry,” Aspen whispers, clearing her throat.
“For what?” Gwen’s voice softens when she talks to her mother, unlike her bratty attitude with me. I might have spoiled her a bit too much.
Aspen meets her gaze for a brief second. “For you having to witness that.”
“Shouldn’t you be more sorry that you guys have a thing and didn’t tell me?”
“It’s not a thing,” Aspen blurts, quick to correct Gwen, and I’m so close to choking the shit out of her while fucking her.
“Then what are you?” my daughter asks.
“Good question. Why don’t you answer it, witch? What are we?”
She gives me an incredulous stare.What?She thought this would be going her way? There’s only one way and she just fucked it all up by denying what we are.
“I hope whatever it is, the name is a relationship,” Gwen says, still tapping her foot. When neither of us answers, she gasps. “Oh my God, you’re friends with benefits?”
“We’re not friends,” I say with a calm I don’t feel.
Aspen’s shoulders snap at that, her spine jerking upright, and she adopts that hot bitch persona that only she can pull off. “Yeah, we’re not.”
“Then it’s just benefits?” Gwen throws her hands in the air. “I can’t believe this. The last time you guys did this, I came out of the union and lived my whole life without a mother. Thanks for being selfish once again and not considering me in whatever sexual arrangement you have.”
Aspen pales.
I glare at Gwen, unblinking. “Watch how you speak to us. We’re the parents, not the other way around.”
“Then act like it and stop messing with my head.” She springs to a standing position and regards Aspen with puppy eyes. “I’m so disappointed in you. I thought we were at a point where you could tell me about these things, but I guess we haven’t made any progress at all.” She jerks her head in my direction. “And I thought there were no secrets between us, Dad.”
“Says the one who married my best friend while I was in a coma.”
“Well, I love Nate. I always have. Do you guys love each other?” When neither of us answers, she gives us a dramatic look and throws her bag over her shoulder. “Call me when you decide what your relationship is and where I fit in it.”
The door nearly snaps from its hinges when she slams it shut behind her.
Now that’s dramatic, unnecessary, and full of Gwen’s over-the-top empathetic tendencies.
