“Wait.” Lottie puts up her hand. “You just now found this out, or you knew all these years about Leia?”
My lips thin, and I glare at her. “Seriously? You think I’d just tell Delaney to screw herself and our baby?”
At least she looks sheepish. “Well, you left out the part that she hid the kid from you.” Lottie leans over the counter and pulls out another chip, not even fighting Romy for the dip, but eating it plain.
“I just found out.”
“So, she’s not the drug lord’s?” Dad asks.
“Apparently not.”
Romy snaps her fingers and points to Lottie. “That explains it.”
“Yup,” Lottie says with a nod.
“What?” I look between them.
“The other day, I had to go over and pick up the centerpieces for that retirement party, and Lottie was with me. Poppy was driving Delaney’s car, and Delaney was crying. They didn’t want anything to do with us. So…”
“Poppy knew before us.” Lottie narrows her eyes. “Who else knows?”
“Emmett,” I admit, knowing it will piss them off, but he’s my best friend. There’s a reason Nash called him to come check on me. “She was crying?”
“Of course she was crying,” my mom says.
“Darla…” my dad says, going to her side and wrapping his arm around her back.
“What?” I ask my mom.
She drops the spoon on the rest and turns to face me. “Of course she was crying, Bennett. Her entire world, everything that made her feel safe and secure, has blown up. She doesn’t know who to trust, who to lean on. Just imagine, the person you choose to marry, the one you’re supposed to be the most vulnerable with has been lying to you the entire time. Isn’t at all the person you thought they were.”
“And here I thought you’d be on my side. I had a daughter, and she didn’t tell me about her for years.”
My mom says nothing but gives my dad a look.
I throw my arms up at my sides. “Unbelievable. You’re taking her side.”
Lottie and Romy glance at one another.
“I’m just saying I’m sure she had her reasons,” my mom says.
“Fucking hell. Dad?” This isn’t the mom I know.
“I think your mother is saying that we know Delaney well, and this is out of character for her. Did you ask what her reasons were?”
“So, Kristie slept with Jon, your roommate from college?” Romy’s eyes narrow as Lottie shakes her head.
“He was always so full of himself.” Lottie sticks out her tongue in disgust.
“And you took her back?” Romy frowns.
“Broke up with Delaney for her?” Lottie chimes in.
“I did it for Wren… you know, the little girl throwing a ball to your dog outside.” I stuff my hands in my pockets.
“Okay, girls.” Dad holds out his hand. “Let’s all remember that Bennett just told us that we have a new granddaughter and niece.” He tips his head toward my mom then my sisters.
“So what’s the plan?” Romy asks around a chip.
