Page 102 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

“What’s brings you in today, Cindy?”

“Actually. I’m here about Simon.” She shot Memphis a dirty look when he huffed out a snort.. “He’s in trouble.”

I rolled my eyes. “Why should I care?”

Simon wasn’t my problem anymore.

“He’s your boyfriend Nova.”

Did she not get the memo. “No he’s not.”

Her head tipped in skepticism. “Does he know that?”

“Yeah.” It wasn’t my fault if he couldn’t get that fact through his thick head.

“Is there someone else?”

Why did she care? Was she looking for new prey? “No.”

“Yes there is.” Memphis corrected. “And he’s a huge upgrade.”

Cindy returned his claim with an eyeroll. “I find that hard to believe.”

And I found that comment offensive.

“Look at her. She’s kind of a mess.” She ran her judgmental eyes down my form. “Simon Fisher is the best she’s going to get.”

This bitch.

“Really?” Memphis said before I had a chance to open my mouth. “You might want to tell that to her new man, who’s right over there.”

Cindy’s gaze followed Memphis to the corner booth. Gio was too engrossed in what he was doing to notice them watching him, and Cindy was watching alright. Her eyes poured over every inch, soaking it up like a starved beast. While Gio continued to type on the keyboard.

Sure, he chooses not to eavesdrop now.

“That’s Gio Mancini.”

Memphis nodded, way too cockily for my liking. My agreement with Gio wasn’t something to brag about. It was a personal hell. Although I did like the spark of jealousy in Cindy’s eyes.

“You’re telling me that Nova is dating Gio Mancini?”

“Oh, they’re practically engaged.”

I gave Memphis a dirty look. Asshole. I was going to put itching powder in his coat on Monday.

Unsurprisingly, Cindy’s entire demeanor changed. Her back straightened, pushing her boobs out, and she flicked her light hair over her shoulder. When it came to her, put the word boyfriend and me together and it was like a moth flittering to a flame.

“I should introduce myself.” Before I could take my next breath, Cindy was up and swaying her hips his way like the queen of seduction.

“Aren’t you going to stop her?” Memphis asked.

“Why?” I shrugged. “At the very least, it’ll be interesting.”

I guess he agreed, because Memphis didn’t say another word. He just joined me to watch the show.

Cindy stood beside Gio’s table for a good three minutes before he even bothered to arch a brow up at her.

“Can I help you?”

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