Page 53 of Bully Wolf's Nanny
“And you still haven’t heard from Nicolas?” Amelia asked, licking the ice cream from her spoon.
Daisy’s head fell down to the table and she let out a groan. “No.”
“I’ve gotta admit, that’s kind of surprising.” Amelia’s finger tapped an angry staccato against the cheap plastic of the diner table. “I would have thought he’d race back, all angry and protective over you. Isn’t that what most shifter alphas do?”
“It’s not…that’s not…shifters only get like that withtheirpeople. It’s not just sex. There has to be genuine emotion.”
Amelia snorted. “Even if he wasn’t a shifter, after what that bitch said to you, I’m amazed he hasn’t said anything even as your employer. It’s fucking rude.”
Daisy sighed, lifting her head to look at her friend. The previous night Felix had asked if there was anyone she wanted him to call, and Amelia was the only person she could think of. Her friend, her sweet amazing incredible friend, had booked a cab then and there for the morning. She had arrived and enveloped Daisy in a massive hug, and after dropping Thea off at school, they had brought Gracie along with them to the local diner for ice cream and a chat.
Francesca was still sulking in her room back at the house.
“Give him a break, he’s got a lot going on. The last thing he needs is me being needy. I’m a professional. So what if Francesca said some mean stuff? She was just angry. She didn’t mean it.”
“She’s a fucking bitch.”
“Amelia!”
“No, I’m sorry Daisy, but even you can’t possibly sit there and justify her actions to me. You were just trying to help her, and she insulted you in front of everyone! I mean, who does that?”
“She had just had a drink thrown on her—"
“Then she should have yelled at the person who threw the drink! Not at you. And as for Nicolas, any decent person would have sent a bunch of flowers by now, and he’s not even sent you a measly text. You deserve better, Daisy, you really do.”
“I know,” Daisy sighed, wiping some melted ice cream from the side of Gracie’s joyous little face, “I know! That’s why I’ve got to get out of here. I mean, Thea loves it, but we don’t have to move far! I just want to get out of that house and away from…away fromhim.”
“Then quit.”
“I can’t just quit!”
“Why not? Because you slept with him?”
“No! That has nothing to do with it, I just…I can’t just abandon Gracie like that. I need to know she’s going to be okay.”
“Not with that harpy as a mother.”
“Amelia,” Daisy chided softly, although even she couldn’t help but agree. Just last week, she had had to stop Francesca from feeding Gracie strawberries because she was allergic, and she had been so sure she’d warned Francesca of that before. She could never imagine forgetting something so important like that.
Amelia leaned back, her gaze hard as she stared out the window at the passers-by. “And you’re sure thisFelixtold him what happened?”
“Of course he did!”’
“Were you there?”
“Well, no…but he said he’d call once I’d left. I believe him.”
“Why?”
“Because Felix is…good. Honest. He wouldn’t lie to me.”
“No offense, Daisy, but you can be really naive sometimes,” Amelia said, leaning forward with narrowed eyes.
“What is there to be naive about?”
“Well, it’s as you say. Nicolas is busy in New York with a massively important business deal. If you were his best friend, would you tell him some news that would no doubt make him drop everything and run to Silvermist in a blind rage?”
“He wouldn’t drop everything—"
