Judy’s POV
“You know your father and I have a long history,” Daisy said, giving an awkward chuckle.
Irene nodded thoughtfully.
“Yes, his fated mate, my mother, was your sister,” Irene replied. “Unfortunately, my father isn’t on the market for dating at the moment.”
Daisy pressed her red lips in a thin line as she narrowed her eyes at Irene. Even she knew she had to be careful about what she said in the presence of Gavin’s daughter.
“We are only friends, of course,” Daisy said through her tight-lipped smile. “Don’t overthink things.”
She glanced in my direction and sized me up for a moment and then she curled her lip in disgust again.
“That dress is too tacky for me. I’ll find something else,” she muttered. She spun on her heel and walked away.
I let out a breath I hadn’t kno
