Johnny chuckled. “Before she traded a Royal Flush for a diaper bag.”
It started with the drawer.
The “junk drawer” in the kitchen was a sacred, chaotic mess of batteries, takeout menus, and dead pens. But two weeks ago, Leo had pulled it open to find a stapler and felt a click . The back panel had slid sideways, revealing a velvet-lined hollow. Inside wasn't cash or a pistol. It was a small, tarnished key and a flip phone so old it had an antenna. naughty mommy juicy secrets
Then she ran.
Claire’s eyes glittered. “I’m good for it.” Johnny chuckled
“I love you and your father more than anything,” she said, stopping by the old oak tree at the edge of the fairgrounds. “But I forgot who I was. The woman who likes to run in the dark. The woman who gets a rush when the cards fall just right. I’ve been hiding her in junk drawers and pantry closets.” But two weeks ago, Leo had pulled it
Claire pulled him into a hug that smelled like vanilla, sweat, and a hint of danger. “That’s my boy.”