Page 21 of Dating the DILF
“I’m sorry, Adelaide.” His face the picture of contrition. “My niece is here, and I have trouble saying no to her. But for you, I will incur her wrath. I really am sorry.”
I cross my arms over my chest and bite my lip to stop my laughter, enjoying the show.
“Fine.” Addy’s shoulders slump slightly as though the fight has left her body. “Thank you.” She turns back to me. “C’mon, let’s go.”
I’m about to follow when I glance into the apartment behind neighbor-guy and see a familiar face walk into the kitchen.
“Miles?”
Ilook up at the sound of my name and come face to face with a confused Charlie. I’m pretty sure my expression mirrors hers.
What is she doing at Grayson’s place?
A smaller, pixie-faced blonde suddenly appears in front of Charlie and her eyes narrow shrewdly as she appraises me. Yeah, it’s safe to say, she recognizes me.
Gray is watching us all, his brows drawn together and wearing a small frown.
“That’s Charlie,” I inform him.
“Really?” He turns to her with a broad grin. “How’s your pussy?”
“Excuse me?” Her lips flatten into a straight line.
“Your cat.” He shifts back in my direction. “Didn’t you say she found a cat?”
The blonde murmurs something under her breath and I’m pretty sure I catch the word asshole.
“That’s Adelaide,” Gray tells me. Ah, the neighbor he’s been after since he moved in. The animosity makes sense now. Maybe she doesn’t recognize me after all.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the DILF who’s dating my friend.”
Fuck me.
“Aren’t you going to invite us in?” Adelaide addresses Grayson.
“I’ve been inviting you in for six months, princess. You finally going to take me up on my offer?”
“Nope, but I will come in.” She grabs a bewildered-looking Charlie and drags her inside.
The last few minutes have been complete confusion, but a silence settles over all of us when a small but mighty voice calls out from the living room.
“Daddy, where’s the pizza?”
We all turn and look at Lulu, whose eyes have not lifted from her coloring, despite the noise we’ve been making.
“It’ll be here soon, kid, I promise.”
“And cheesy bread?” she prompts with a childish lilt.
“Yeah, and cheesy bread.”
“’Kay.”
“I think we should go.” Charlie watches Lulu, who continues to ignore us, with a panicked look on her face before turning to Adelaide. “Addy, we need to go.”
Adelaide bites her lip and nods. “Okay.”
“Don’t go.” They both look at me with surprise. I’m pretty fucking shocked myself. I don’t introduce women to Lulu, it’s my number one dating rule, but Chicago has me wanting to break all the rules.
