“No, I didn’t. Let me explain.”
“This should be good,” she rolled her eyes and opened her fridge looking to see what she was going to have to pick up at the grocery store.
“Each summer, my father, my two brothers-in-law and myself all go on a weeklong trip to a camp belonging to my family in the bayou for many years. Three years ago, we went, and I got drunk one night, far drunker than I had gotten ever in the presence of my father. They were mocking me for not settling down. He brought up the girl who had run away with the security agent and I made the mistake of telling them how you always joked about being paid for s*x and how much I had wished you had just been a hooker because it would have hurt less than to know you were scamming me with Darian. They decided maybe you had believed
