We finished the meal with polite conversation, but Esme barely touched her food. I didn’t blame her. If I were sitting across from the man who made me c*m in the dark and called me sunshine while pretending we were strangers, I wouldn’t eat either.
Dave leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. “You okay?” he whispered. “You’ve been kinda quiet.”
“She’s probably nervous,” I said on her behalf, folding my napkin. “Meeting the family can be… overwhelming.”
Esme nodded stiffly. I hated that my son gets to touch her like that why I star, and considering it was strange for me to feel such way about a one night stand. She my future daughter inlaw damn it, get your act together man, I told me saw internally. I can’t be feeling this way about her for heaven sake.
I stood first. “This
