Cason gripped her shoulder. “Try not to worry, honey. Devon will take care of everything.”
“I’m sure he can, but he shouldn’t have to.”
Lacey grabbed her hand. “Let’s eat, and then we can watch a movie until he gets here.”
“I think I’ll just go back to Devon’s and wait for him.”
Cason shook his head. “No. You’ll stay here like Devon wants you to.”
Emma sighed and sat at the table. She pushed her food around on her plate.
Cason looked at her in concern. “Honey, try to eat.”
“I can try, but my stomach hurts because I’m anxious.”
“Do the best you can. I know you’re tired, but it shouldn’t be too much longer.”
Emma took a few small bites and watched Cason and Lacey together. Cason was very handsome, but she thought Devon was even more so with his black hair and bright blue eyes. Although Lacey was the most beautiful woman she knew, and she thought she and Devon would look gorgeous together, the two at the table looked really good together, and she could tell they cared very much for each other.
Cason stood and grabbed some plates. “Lacey, why don’t you take Emma over to the sofa, and you two can find a movie.”
Emma stood. “I can help with the dishes.”
“Not tonight, honey. Go sit with Lacey.”
Emma sat down next to Lacey and watched as she went through some channels.
“What do you feel like watching, Emma?”
“Anything, really.”
“Have you seen Beauty and The Beast?”
“No.” They had one television at her home, and it was an older one, and they never got cable. Her grandmother didn’t like her watching too much and preferred her to read, and since she loved reading, she hadn’t minded.
Lacey clicked on it and then rested back against the sofa.
“Here, girls.”
Emma looked up to see Cason with two pillows and blankets.
“Why don’t you lay head-to-head? The sofa’s long enough so you both can stretch out.”
Emma let Cason set the pillows and then got comfortable before he covered them both.
“I’m going to be at the dining room table getting some work done if you need me.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Thanks, Daddy.”
Emma wanted to ask about why she called Cason Daddy, but she was suddenly so tired, she couldn’t keep her eyes open.
She had no idea how long she was asleep when she felt herself lifted.
“Thank you for watching her,” Devon said.
She thought she should take exception to that but was too darn tired. The next time she woke up, Devon was pulling her clothes off her and putting her in one of his shirts.
“Hey, sleepyhead.”
“Devon.”
“Yes, pet.”
“How did it go?”
“Good. I’ll tell you all about it in the morning. Go back to sleep. I’ll be to bed in a few minutes.”
She rolled to her side, sighed, and fell back to sleep.