Susanna avoided Hull’s gaze, keeping her eyes glued to her plate of mashed potatoes. She didn’t say a word, just kept pushing her food around with her fork.
Hull raised an eyebrow. “Susie?”
She squirmed in her seat. “I—it’s nothing. Just… thanks for last night.”
Hull let out a small laugh. “You’re thanking me by serving me soup? That’s your big gesture?”
Susanna’s cheeks turned bright red. “!!”
Hull leaned in a little, voice dropping, all teasing. “Trust me, that’s not exactly the kind of gratitude I had in mind.”
She understood exactly what he meant, and her blush deepened.
Hull took a sip of the chicken noodle soup she’d ladled for him. “By the way, don’t call Star over here for a while.”
“Huh?”
Susanna looked up, confused. Did he really not want Star to come by? Honestly, she hadn’t planned on seeing Star anytime soon anyway. Considering everything going on… she was pregnant, and in the last few weeks, she’d come to realize just how dangerous things around her had become.
People were after her, hoping to use her as leverage against her mother. And if they could get to her, they could go after Star too. Star was Mr. Quinn’s pride and joy. If anything happened to Star because of her, there wasn’t a punishment harsh enough for her guilt.
Hull added, “Don’t go see her either.”
“Yeah, I get it. I’m basically a walking disaster zone these days.”
She hadn’t understood it before, but now it was crystal clear.
Thinking about how tangled her connections were, Susanna could only sigh.
“Wait, hang on. Didn’t you say the guy last night was called Dan-something, and those twins were Ivanna Nelson or whatever? Different last names. Is that normal around here? Don’t kids usually take their dad’s name?”
Hull grinned. “In the Murray family? Only the boys take their father’s last name.”
Susanna’s eyebrows shot up. “So… the girls just don’t count?”
Hull’s comment made her realize: that mistress, the twins’ mother, must have been a Nelson.
When breakfast was over, Hull’s phone rang. He answered, then stood up to leave. Before he went, he leaned down, whispering in Susanna’s ear: “I’ll be home late. Take a shower and get to bed early, alright?”
Susanna froze, her face burning so hot it felt like her ears were on fire. And the way Hull grinned at her as he walked out—well, it made her head feel like it was about to explode.
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