I needed to be patient. She thought she was in control, but I was about to turn the game around.
Lydia was already in the living room, sipping a cup of coffee like she had no worries in the world. She glanced up when she saw me. “Look who’s fina
I smirked, rubbing the back of my neck. “You know me, I party too hard.”
She chuckled, setting her cup down. “Well, you needed the rest.”
I walked over, taking a seat across from her. I could feel her watching me closely, probably wondering if I remembered anything from last night.
Time to test her.
I leaned back against the couch, pretending to be lost in thought. Then, as if the question just randomly popped into my head, I looked at her.
“Oh, Lydia, that reminds me,” I said casually. “I’ve been wanting to ask you something for a while, bu
