“Fuck...” I murmur.
“What?”
Jaden’s voice rings behind me, startling me.
He walks around and slides into a chair across from me.
“Is Emma okay?” I ask.
“Yeah... She’s asleep, and the babysitter is watching her.”
He glances at me as I gaze back to Nick and Sara. His eyes follow my gaze.
“What is it?”
I tip my chin in their direction.
“I think she likes him.”
I feel his stare on my face.
He laughs softly.
“Why is that a problem?”
I glance at him. Or rather glare at him.
He purses his lips, amused.
“Oh, shit. I forgot,” he says, pretending he has just remembered. “He was your charity project.”
A playful smile rolls over his lips, but I can’t taste his humor. Not at all.
“How was I supposed to know that they would get to know each other and like each other?” I ask.
He shakes his head, still chuckling.
“Stop doing this to me,” I say, grinning.
“What? I’m not doing anything.”
“Yes, you are. You’re making fun of me.”
He bites his lip, his grin splashing over his face. He barely keeps his face straight.
“It’s a funny situation,” he says, and I have no other choice but to start laughing.
He shifts his gaze back to Sara and Nick. I follow his example.
“If there’s any comfort, you have good taste in men,” he says, motioning to Nick and then Abel, who curls his arm around Harper’s waist while she breathlessly drinks him in.
“Oh... I want to disappear right now,” I murmur, burying my face in my hands.
Jaden’s hand lands on my shoulder.
“The mistakes of the past catch up with you, don’t they?” he says, a smile threading through his voice.
“It’s not funny.”