I turned around, “Wait, what?”
His voice was frank and straightforward, like he wasn’t asking for my opinion. He continued. “I brought a lot of money and I…..”
“Did you take me for a prostitute?” I cut through his words. Anger boiling from the depths of my heart. “Are you blind to even see that I’m pregnant right now?”
“Okay then,” he turned to leave. I was taken aback again. What the f**k is going on with men tonight?
Stomping, I moved to the bar and joined Mrs Kathy while Nirvana continued to lead the dance.
My stepmom was still busy counting her money and instructing the barmen, unaware of my presence until I spoke. “Nirv could have led the dance….”
She turned her head this time. “Oh, you’re here?”
“…but why did you insist that I must do it?” My heart was slamming against my ribs
