"Oh my god, did you spill your drink all over the counter?"
I looked down when Claire said that, seeing a very clear wet spot. Not from our drinks though. No. From Nadine.
"Messy girl," I whispered to Naddy as Claire grabbed some paper towels.
Naddy nipped at my tip, making me jump. Luckily, Claire wasn't looking. And thankfully, my sunshine deep-throated me again immediately. My whole body deflated as she worked her magic.
Jesus Christ, this is fu.cking amazing.
"I-I got it Claire," I said, snatching the paper towel from her. "You just go find Naddy."
"Fine, grumpy pants," she grumbled, rolling her eyes at me. "I know you still love her. Figure out how to fix this so she'll want to stay home."
"I'm working on it," I ground out, the words coming out harsher than I meant. I wasn't u
