"Don't know why you're giving me that look when you should be praising her for being smart and cautious."
"You saved her and then just dumped her."
"I didn't dump her. I brought her all the way back to this house and then left her in Catherine's care.
You can't blame me if she decided to be an introvert."
"You could have checked up on her."
"Perhaps. But considering I saved her life, shouldn't she have sought me out to give her thanks? Maybe even show some appreciation.
Understanding the trauma she's been through, I could've settled for just a blowjob."
My words earned a small scare from Grace and a sigh of defeat from Denise, and then we continued our meal.
While I was dressed in plain night pajamas, Denise and Grace wore shiny black ones, their styled hair particularly drawing my attention.
There were a few minutes of silence before Denise began reporting herself.
