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I let out a long breath. “Okay.”
“She also wants us to get this special bottle of absinthe from some idiot that would want to throw a party for us.”
“Do we know where the idiot is at?”
“I am sure the pansy will know.”
“The pansy’s name is Rafael. I’ll call him to set up a meeting.”
Kaz crossed his arms over his chest. “Do you think she can put me in your head with you?”
Horror hit me. “Kaz. . .I hope not. It’s crazy enough that I’m in my head.”
“I will ask her, if she—”
“It would be too much.”
“You all need me. The little girl. Amber. Lunita. M. I want to meet them.”
“Oh my God.” I left him and walked off. “Don’t even say that—”
He called after me. “Why not?”
“Because they may just come out, and we don’t need me walking around New Orleans like a man, trying to fuck women on Bourbon Street.”
“Hmmm.”
I stopped and gazed over my shoulder. “Hmmm?”
“That might be interesting.”
I shook my head. “I’m going to check on Paolo and Emilio and get them ready for the day if Baba has not already. You go take a shower and get dressed too.”
“What are we going to do?”
“We’re in Nawlins, baby.” I grinned. “Time to do the tourist thing.”
God knows we need a break from all this heavy shit.
Chapter twenty-seven
The Lion and the Shark
Emily
I prepared for our day out in New Orleans, standing before the mirror in our hotel suite and couldn’t help but smile at the reflection staring back at me. I wore designer high-waisted jeans with a tucked-in top, offering a flattering silhouette and nice cleavage. On my feet, I opted for a pair of comfortable, flat leather sandals.
New Orleans demanded exploration on foot, and I was prepared.
Now back to the kids. Will we ever get out of this hotel suite?
Getting the kids ready for our outing in New Orleans was an adventure I may look back on with a fond, warm smile. However, currently, I felt overwhelmed and bordering on hysteria as I frantically searched through suitcases and bags, worried that I didn’t have all the necessary items packed.
This is insane. How do other women handle this without any help?
My mind was already formulating plans to create a large foundation to support single mothers around the world.
But for now, I needed to focus on getting ready for our day out in the bustling streets of New Orleans’s French Quarter.
