"Why on earth did you have to say that?" I hissed, my breath barely audible.
He peered down at me, his gaze questioning, "Do what?"
I couldn't help but snap back, still keeping my voice low, "Tell them about Payton! That's what."
"Babe," he began, but he left his sentence unfinished.
"Babe? Seriously, that's your response?" I countered sharply. "You can't go around spilling the beans about Payton."
His eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he asked, "Why not?"
"Because it will only upset them and cause unnecessary worry," I replied firmly, emphasizing my point. "I'll say it again, it's going to upset them."
He placed his hands on his hips, a sign that he was ready to argue. "Sweet Pea, if I were a dad with two daughters facing trouble, I'd definitely want to know. And I surely wo
