“I won’t affect Skylar. I believe that’s just your prejudice against me, Mr. Ford. Skylar and I have been friends for decades. We’re as thick as thieves. Perhaps I hold more weight in her heart than you.”
Tobias scoffed, “I hope so.” The icy look in his eyes intensified.
Dissatisfied, Penelope pursued further, “Have you met Brayden’s wife? He told me that the two of you are very close.”
Tobias kept quiet. So what if Brayden and I share a bond?
Right then, Skylar walked out with a bowl of pasta. Wearing a pair of heat-insulating gloves, she carefully served the oval-shaped bowl in front of Tobias.
“You guys go ahead and enjoy your meal. Please excuse me,” Penelope uttered.
Skylar called out to her and led her to the guest room upstairs. I should’ve told Tobias in advance that I’ve got a guest at home, then it wouldn’t have been so awkward for Penelope.
She asked for a pair of pajamas, but Skylar could not offer her any because hers were extremely revealing.
A few days ago, she even received a fishnet one, which she had chucked aside in the wardrobe. Her array of nightgowns spoke volumes about Tobias’ fetish.
Penelope did not insist. She removed her jacket and lay down on the bed. Seeing Penelope’s bulging belly, Skylar felt so sorry for her.
After helping her to settle in, Skylar headed downstairs only to find Tobias had already finished the entire bowl of pasta. He was puffing on a cigarette with his eyes squinted as white smoke lingered around him.
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier that you’re coming? I didn’t get to prepare a proper meal.” Skylar wanted to bring the bowl into the kitchen.
Tobias grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace. “Since when there’s a rule that requires me to inform before showing up?”
Skylar looked at the stairwell. Thank goodness Penelope isn’t here.
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