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“I’m fine, poppet. I think I have some jet lag.”
“What’s that?”
“When you travel, sometimes you don’t feel that well for a few days.”
“Oh.” She went back to eating her breakfast.
“Are you sure?” Devon asked.
She nodded and went to pour herself another cup of coffee.
“So, what do you do for a job?” Bridget asked.
“I invent games.”
“Do you mean like Chutes and Ladders and Candyland?”
“In a way. But I do them on the computer.”
“I like the computer, but Mummy only lets me stay on it for a little bit. She says it will rot my brain.”
The last part was interjected with Bridget’s impression of her mother’s accent. Oh, bloody hell. Her face heated.
“Is that a fact?” he asked.
“Yes. She says observ…what do you call it, Mummy?”
She turned and faced the two of them. Devon was smiling.
“Yes, what do you call it, Mummy?”
Bridget giggled. “She’s not your mummy.”
“He’s just being silly, Bridget.”
“You still haven’t answered the question,” Devon said.
“Observation.”
“That’s right,” Bridget said around a mouth full of waffles. “Mummy says that is more important to develop than sitting at a computer playing stupid games.”
Devon looked like he was trying his best not to laugh. “Oh, is that a fact?”
“Yes.”
He looked at Alicia, that sexy smile curving his lips, and she blinked. Her body felt as if it were on fire. All of the sudden, images of that smile as he looked down on her while they’d been in bed came rushing back to her. Her face turned even hotter.
“I have to agree with your mother, kid. Observing is definitely better than the imagination sometimes.”
Dammit. He was making her hot and bothered just by looking at her. His gaze swept over her body, and she could swear it felt as if he touched her. And in front of her daughter.
She crossed her arms over her breasts mainly because she was afraid he would see her hardened nipples. “I was thinking we could pick up a swimsuit today for Bridget.”
Some of his humor faded. “Sorry, but we have a meeting with Conner this morning. You know, I could probably call Dee and she could pick you something up.”
Alicia wanted to argue with him, but she knew it was probably for the best. It was hard for her to accept, but she was going to be forced to rely on other people. She nodded.
“If we are going to have a meeting, I better make myself presentable. Are you done, poppet?”
