Page 67 of The Best Bad Decision

“I have a tiny studio.” He kisses me on the lips this time. “And I can’t screw your brains out with our daughtersleeping in the same room.”

I crush my body to his and bring his face down, our lips colliding in a hard kiss.

“Sure you can.” I break the kiss, breathing heavily. “You’ll just have to do it quietly.”

I kiss him again. And again. And then a few more times before sunrise.

thirty-five

Amie

ROO has changed the group icon.

Katy

Roo, stop.

Lolo

how very dare u

ROO

don’t know what you mean, clearly i’m the favourite

Katy

LIES

Amie

Sorry to disappoint. Cam is the favourite.

Lolo

baby mouse is a daddys girl!!!

Amie

ofcourse she fucking is

even though I’m the one who pushed her out of my fucking hoo ha.

Lolo

poor a. at least ur still hot af.

Amie

Thanks Lo xo

The new photo in our group chat features Maisy kissing Ruth on the cheek. They’re both wearing silver plastic tiaras and Maisy has a fairy wand clutched in one hand and Roger in the other. I smile and save it to my phone, sending it to Cam before setting the device down on the credenza in my business class suite.

We’re flying back to Phoenix for Christmas. Maisy is snuggled in Cam’s suite, a blanket wrapped around them both, clutching Roger as she watches something brightly coloured and animated on her tablet. Her headphones are the chunky retro kind with flashing cat ears on the band, and I can’t help but smile whenever I see her in them. She’s so cute—biased though I am—I think I could cry.

ROO

I have news. Jay is coming home!

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