#Chapter70

Aaron’s POV I follow my dad inside, dreading whatever conversation we’re about to have. My phone pings with a notification as I close the front door behind us. It’s another text from Mae. I’m already dripping for you. I know because I just checked. Mother of Makah, that one has me tripping over myself as I follow my father down the hallway. He hears my stutter step and checks over his shoulder, seeing my phone out. “What is it?” he asks. Honestly, even if the text is a complete lie, the visual of it has my heart pounding. Usually, this isn’t something I’d share with my father, but I have to in order to play the role he wants to believe I’m taking on. I force a smug chuckle. “Just more of my handy work.” My chest constricts as I pass him my phone to see for himself. Caspian lowers his head, whining at how wrong this feels as we watch my father read through the section of flirty texts up on the screen. I remind Caspian and myself that this situation is only temporary. My