#Chapter 89: A Bold Move

Tessa

Maisie cornered me at the kitchen island the next morning, planting her hands on her hips with that stern look on her face—so much like her father—that immediately made it clear that she had a bone to pick.

“Are you and Daddy in love yet?” she demanded.

I nearly dropped the coffee mug I’d been holding. “What?”

“You went on a date! And now you’re all smiley!” She leaned forward, furrowing her