The Secret (The Tuesday Club #1)

by Lulu Moore

Tuesday is the day that the serious shit goes down because you're lulled into the false sense of security that the worst day of the week is over.

She’d already been abandoned by her mother, I wasn’t about to start palming her off on other people.

I don’t think a sexier man had ever existed. I was living with a walking, talking, Gillette ad.

And I gave zero shits about how much I enjoyed dressing her, because my daughter was fucking cute. And beautiful.

I was a bona-fide girl dad and proud of it.

She laughed loudly and I shot Penn the darkest scowl I could muster while pushing away all irrational thoughts of banning him from my apartment while Kit was here. I was the funny one of the group, and I wanted her laughs all to myself, especially as that was the only thing I’d ever get.

“You’re not using my baby as an alternative to Raya,” I snapped.

HA

He was hedonism personified, and I wanted to derive all my pleasure from him. All of it. Every. Last. Drop.

You’ve been warned, Columbia.

“You too, Columbia. Be good.” His wink took me to feverish levels.

“As an English major I can tell you that ‘fuck’ is the most versatile word in the English language: adjective, noun, verb, pronoun, modifier, adverb… I could go on.”

wanted her to be mine. And I was going to Bring. It. The fuck. On.

I very much hoped that I’d still be allowed to sneak in a few kissing sessions. A boob squeeze too, if I was lucky.

“So, that’s how the Harvard boys do it,” she chuckled softly, her eyes refocusing. “Maybe I did go to the wrong school.”

“Oh, Columbia, no,” I reluctantly pulled my fingers free from her warmth, zipping her pants back up and fastening the button. “That’s how I do it.”

However, until Bell, I don’t think I ever realized that something was missing. Bell and you, you’ve changed my whole world.”

I don’t want anyone to hear your moans except me, every single one belongs to me. I’ve earned them and I’m not sharing.”

“I’m used to people wanting what I have, but I’ve never cared about it until I saw everyone wanting you.”

I kissed her head, rubbing her back as I returned to her room and sat down with her bottle. “But we’re going to get her back. I’m going to get her back for us. I promise.” And I didn’t break my promises.

“You wanted to know him in a normal setting, you wanted space, you wanted to date. He’s giving you what you asked for. And I have a feeling he’s about to hit a home run.”

“No, this is Kit who I’m dating and who will soon be my girlfriend. Before, you met Kit, my nanny.” “Whom you were banging?” Rafe piped up with a grin, high fiving Penn. “Exactly.”