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“Mission accomplished,” Sage says.
“Mission? What mission?”
She places a finger over her lips before backing out of the front door. I debate running after her and questioning her, but it’s futile. Sage does what Sage wants.
“Thank you for watching Skye,” I holler after her instead. She waves as she trudges away in the snow.
When I return to the living room, Skye is twirling around in circles.
“Grandma Sage doesn’t make breakfast. She buys it. We went to Grandma Clove’s and had chocolate.” She freezes. “Oops. I wasn’t supposed to tell you.”
I giggle. I think we already figured out she’s on a sugar high.
“It sounds as if your day was already quite adventurous. I guess we won’t go ice skating after all.”
“Ice skating! I want to go ice skating. I’ve never been ice skating before. Is it hard? I’ve been roller skating. Is ice skating like roller skating on ice?”
“Lesson learned. Sage is not allowed to babysit my daughter,” Damon whispers as he stands next to me.
I want to snuggle into his side, but I know better. We don’t need Skye to start asking questions. I can imagine the type of embarrassing questions she’d ask.
“All I ask is can I be in the same room when you tell Sage she’s never babysitting your daughter again?”
He groans. “This town.”
Skye tugs on his pants. “Can we go? Can we? Can we? Can we?”
“Is there an ice skating rink in Winter Falls?” he asks me.
“The only place to ice skate in Winter Falls is on the river when it freezes over. But White Bridge has a skating rink. They also have a Christmas light route to drive once it gets dark.”
“Sounds perfect, Love.” He kisses my cheek before kneeling down in front of his daughter.
What the hell is he doing? Kissing my cheek in front of his daughter? We need to keep our relationship secret from Skye.
“Go change into some warm clothes.” Damon barely gets the words out before Skye is running up the stairs.
“No running in the house,” I shout after her. I don’t know why I bother. She doesn’t listen. Like father, like daughter.
“Do not kiss me in front of your daughter,” I hiss at Damon.
He widens his eyes. “Why not?”
I wag a finger at him. “Don’t you dare act innocent with me. I know you’re nothing of the sort.”
He waggles his eyebrows. “And you benefit from my lack of innocence.”
“Do not go all sexy on me.”
“All sexy?” He puffs out his chest. “You think I’m sexy.”
“No. I sleep with random men who happen to be my boss all the time.”
I slap a hand over my mouth when I realize what I’ve said. I’m such an idiot. Why don’t I go ahead and remind Damon of what a slut I am? Good idea. Great way to start a relationship.
“I don’t sleep with random men,” I mutter behind my hand.
He pries my hand from my mouth. “I know you don’t, Angel.”
