Daxton’s POV
Lilian excuses herself quickly and grabs her purse, standing up to leave the table, her cheeks stained pink as she avoids my gaze.
‘Oh I could do with visiting the little girls room too’ Jenna remarks, pushing back her own chair and standing up. Glaring down at Jared she points a finger at him accusingly, ‘and no bidding on that jet ski adventure day whilst I’m gone’ she growls. ‘You are not breaking your damn neck on one of those things, you have a career to build.’
The two women walk away, weaving through the tables to the far corner where the ladies room is and disappearing inside.
‘OK what the f*ck was that about?’ Campbell demands as soon as they disappear.
‘Uh . . . well . . ‘ I start, unsure how to answer the strange atmosphere between Lilian and I.
‘Why the hell
