Chapter 42
Devious Means
“Hell no!” Dane looked around him in alarm as Melody sipped her glass of merlot, her amusement obvious.
“No, he hasn’t!” she said with a snort, moving her glass away so the waiter could deliver their food. “You get some ridiculous ideas into your head, Soph.”
Sophia exhaled, her temper rising. “I do, don’t I? Ideas like someone using your profile to catfish my father. That’s really ridiculous.” She felt Dane’s hand seek hers beneath the table and pushed him away. “Don’t do that!” she snapped. “Don’t try to shut me up or show the crazy girl false sympathy. I don’t need it.” She stood and stalked across to the bathrooms, shutting herself into a cubicle and sulking. Blowing her nose into a balled up tissue, she missed the sound of the door opening and footsteps.
