Page 54 of Judge Me Not
"Get sleep so we can have more fun tomorrow," Caroline tells her.
Abby dramatically sighs. "Okay."
I take her to the guest room. Colton put her stuff in it earlier. All her dolls, favorite blanket, and a few outfits are there. She's already in her pajamas. After she goes to the bathroom, I slide next to her in the queen-size bed.
She snuggles into me. "I like it here."
I smile and stroke her head. "I do, too."
"Colton's nice."
"Mm-hmm."
"Is he rich?"
I pause for a moment. Debating how to answer her question. "Yes. But he grew up in our neighborhood."
"He did?"
"Yep."
She yawns.
I kiss her forehead. "Close your eyes, sweetie."
She obeys, and within a few minutes, falls asleep. I creep out of her room and go back into the kitchen.
"She asleep?" Cee Cee asks.
"Yep. Where is Maribel?"
"The theater. We're going to watch a marathon."
"Of what?"
"Some new reality show that's streaming. Don't ask." Cee Cee rolls her eyes.
I chuckle. "Have fun with that."
"You, too." She wiggles her eyebrows.
My stomach flips. "Stop it," I whisper. Cee Cee's been making comments all day whenever she gets a chance.
"Did you wear the red outfit?"
I groan. "Since you conveniently didn't pack any bras or underwear for me, yes, I'm wearing the red set."
"And a very merry Christmas it'll be," she teases.
I swat her on the arm. "Stop. And I haven't had sex in over six years. You're making me nervous."
"So you are going to do it?" she chirps.
My face gets red. "I didn't say that."
She tilts her head and raises her eyebrows.
"What?"
