Page 135 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

“Yes, Atlee. Carissa Barone.”

“Darry’s mom?”

“Yes.” How many times did he need me to clarify it. “I fucked Darry’s mom.”

That did not feel good to say, but I swallowed the guilt rising in my throat and focused on the task at hand.

“Fuck.”

“Yeah.”

He looked up for a second before repeating, “Fuck.”

Did he know any other words?

“I mean she’s hot, but… fuck. I thought I was the only one.”

Wait…“You fucked her too?”

“Yeah. I ran into in the hall at the basketball game last week. She pulled me into a room and started sucking my dick, so I went with it.”

Was he fucking kidding me? Carissa couldn’t get me to fuck her so she went for Atlee? Bitch.

“Darry punched me for that one.”

My eyes snapped up to Atlee. “You told him?”

“Of course I did. You think I wouldn’t rub that shit in his face? Wait…” He stopped and cocked a brow. “You didn’t tell him?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

I had many reason, but mainly because… “She’s his mother.”

“So?”

“So, she’s his mother.” Wasn’t that reason enough? “I should’ve never touched her the first time.”

“The first time?”

Shit.

“Exactly how many times did you fuck her?”

“That doesn’t matter.”

“No.” He shook his head and crossed his arms. “I think it does.”

“A few, but that’s not the issue. Nova knows about her.”

The arch in his brow deepened. “Nova knows you fucked Darry’s mom?”

“Not exactly.”

His eyes narrowed. “What do you mean not exactly?”

“She doesn’t know who Carissa is. She’s just seen her.”

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