#Chapter114
Don’t You Dare Talk About My Child As If You Care
BLAINE
We almost kissed if Ben didn’t save me from a serious humiliation. I couldn’t blame myself for being drawn to him because I knew how it felt like to be kissed by Xandry. On the other hand, I wanted to hit myself in the head for thinking of kissing in front of my child. My heart shrank as I pressed my lips tight, ducking my chin against my knees as I continued berating myself in my mind.
And friends don’t kiss, do they?
A soft knock got me back from frowning. I composed myself. /"Come in, B./"
Bianca emerged from the door and let herself in. She looked like hiding her life-size Peppa pig plush doll under her silky light pink nighties. She locked the door softly behind her. Ben was already sleeping in the other room.
/"Why are you still up, hot mamma?/" I eyed her quizzically as she sat on my bed like we used to do back in our home when we talked about boys.
