“This isn’t okay, Daisy. None of this is okay, and you know that no one is going to be happy about this.”
That made me freeze, the empathy ending right there, because I knew what he was implying.
My dad wouldn’t be happy with this, not random people on the street. He was going to run right to my dad and tell him what happened.
“Why does it matter if they are happy if I’m not?”
“And you think Kye is going to make you happy? The guy who can’t stay in town long enough to even pick up his mail is going to take care of you and Bailey? What are you thinking, Daisy? What has he said to fill your head with this even being a possibility?”
There were so many things I backed down for these days, things I would let people get away with and not complain, but telling me I was stupid and potentially a bad mother were not going to be one of them.
“I’m done, Mark. What happens now in my life is none of your business. I think it’s best if you leave.”
“Oh, it’s going to be my business. I’m going to go talk to your dad and make damn sure it’s my business.” His nostrils flared, and the pure hatred in his eyes made me take a step back. I really didn’t think Mark loved me. At least, he had given no indication that he did, which made me wonder if this was all because of the campaign.
He was backing up now, heading towards the side gate that led back to the parking lot.
“We will talk soon, Daisy.”
I didn’t say another word, waiting for him to close the gate behind him before heading towards the back door of the diner again. Mia stood watching us, the door propped open just enough that she probably heard it all.
I groaned. Now the entire town would know by morning, including my dad.
I grabbed my phone off the back counter, hiding in the back a little longer. It didn’t matter what people said or if my dad was upset. Amber was right. Not everyone would be happy, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t be.
Daisy
Could you come over tonight?
Kye
I can’t. I have plans.
The happy fluttering in my stomach died out, and the anxiety went crazy.
Daisy
Because you have a date?
Kye
Something like that.
Daisy
Oh.
Kye
I love how you think you can be mad about that.
Daisy
I’m not mad.
Kye
Are too.
Daisy
All I said was ‘oh’. How does that mean I’m mad?
Kye
The equivalent of ‘I’m fine’
Daisy
I AM fine.
Kye
Bet that pretty little brain of yours is already running a mile a minute wondering who I’m going out with.
Daisy
….
Are you going to tell me?
Kye
No.
Daisy
Why?
Kye
You’re so jealous and I like it. Now think of how I feel thinking about Mark in your bed every night.
Daisy
Mark has never been in my bed.
Kye
