“Yeah,” Robby grunted. “All of that. But I can see in our friend Tony’s eyes, Dany-baby, that he ain’t gonna be running out of the room.”
Tony, face pale, shook his head. “f**k no. Danielle. Ma’am.”
Robby gave a staccato laugh. “Anyways, Dany, whatever happens, I won’t let it get in the way of you and me and Robby, Junior. Okay?”
She nodded and gave him the best smile she could manage, then turned to Tony. “So, officer, what are you scared of?”
“You have a kid?”
The breeze kicked up, getting under Robby’s jacket and the hem of her dress. “Uh-huh.”
“I’ve always… Um… I don’t want to cause…” He looked away. “I’m just… scared.”
“You have a thing for older women when you were a kid?” Robby asked, which wasn’t something that had occurred to Danielle.
Tony nodded. Looking miserable.
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