Lily
“So anyway,” Poppy said, “I don’t need you to take me home. Lily’s going to.”
“No,” Devon said. Well, no, that was not right. It was more of a grunt.
“We’re going to stop at the Waterfront for dinner,” Grace piped in. “We’ll be a while.”
“I’m sure you have stuff to do, Dev,” Poppy said, her voice sweet. “I’ll be good with Lily and Grace.”
“I’ll take you,” Devon said.
“I’ve got her,” I countered, knowing full well I was poking the bear.
He smirked. “Respect, Lil, but she’s coming with me.”
“Respect, Dev,” I mimicked, “but she’s coming with me.” I grabbed Poppy’s hand and tugged her toward the car.
As soon as I released her hand to hit the key fob and unlock my car, Devon was on her. He had his arm around her waist and moved her toward his truck before I could say anything.
