She had been frowning and sighing for a while because of the dark looks Damon kept giving her. He was looking at her as if she had been a bad girl who did something unforgivable. It wasn’t her fault that she disobeyed him by wanting to wear a bikini, right? She was just enjoying their weekend. Why did he need to be a killjoy?
"Aren't you and my daddy reconciled yet?"
She smiled at Blake, who was on her lap. They were at the restaurant waiting for their dinner to arrive.
"We are reconciled, son. He’s just not in the mood."
"Daddy looks mad at you, mommy. Please make up."
She glared at Damon. "We’ll make up later before sleeping." She saw his handsome face darken even more. "I think your daddy is just so tired and he needs a good massage to relax." She eyed Damon with a naughty smile on
