Chapter 89

The room fell into an awkward silence.

Maria couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. She shot Paisley a teasing look. "So that's why she looks like such a mess-from sleeping on the couch. And the way she was talking... Someone might think she spent the night..."

She trailed off, not wanting to say "sleeping with a man" in front of Serena and the kid.

Marissa had been trying to create some suggestive ambiguity in front of Paisley, but Grayson had shut that down right after she said that.

Her lips pressed into a thin line, her face burning with embarrassment. But if there was one thing about Marissa, it was her incredible resilience.

She bounced back quickly, taking Grayson's hand affectionately. "Your dad had a bit too much to drink last night. I stayed just in case he needed anything."

whether Marissa really needed to

already given him hangover pills last night-enough to keep him sound asleep until morning, no special attention needed. But she kept that little detail to herself, not wanting to

Marissa switched tactics, her gaze settling on Serena. "You must really love

Marissa was eyeing Serena-like a

love her. She's my daughter."

there were reasons behind it-reasons she couldn't bear to think about. The memories

loves her daughter...but what about me? Does she really not care about me at all anymore?' he thought. Tears started welling up in his

make comparisons. They like to be close to those they like. I like Grayson, and Grayson likes me too, right?" She crouched down, wrapping her arms around him with exaggerated affection. Her eyes were practically begging him to

cut through the tension. "Must be nice, getting a ready-made kid

barely concealed mockery. As the elevator doors started to open, Paisley added casually, "Boys, girls, it doesn't really matter in the end. As long as they don't stab you in the

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