Fiona finishes saying good morning to Kent and stops at our little table on the way out.
“This beauty must be Fay,” she says as she arrives, giving me a big smile.
She has a thick New York accent, a little like Fran Drescher, and I can’t help but be charmed by her sweet, brusk nature.
“It’s nice to meet you,” I say.
“Oh baby,” she says, wrinkling her nose at me. “I already know all about you. Big Boy over there told me everything,” she says, nodding at him over her shoulder.
I blush again. Big Boy?
Seriously?
What woman has the balls to call Kent Lippert Big Boy?
I laugh despite myself. “All good things, I hope.”
“Only the best,” she replies. “I’ll catch you two babies later,” she says, swooping down to give Daniel a kiss on the cheek as she goes. “And you,” she points a manicured nail at me, “you’re going shopping with me later, okay? Okay.”
She leaves without waiting for a response.
I watch her as she goes, a little jealous of her confidence as well as her raw sensuality. Fiona is the kind of buxom beauty who I imagine thrives in a world like this.
I look down at myself, feeling like a flat piece of plain white paper beside her.
“Sorry about that,” Daniel says, his voice a little frustrated.
“Why?” I look up at him, surprised.
“It’s just embarrassing, to have them around,” he whispers, leaning forward so that only I hear him. “My dad could fill every room in this house with his lovers, if he wanted to,” he says. “Although Fiona is…a favorite.”
I nod, understanding. “I can see why. She’s so beautiful.”
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