Chapter 33

DUKE

"So tell me handsome, how come you left your wife to be here this early in the morning?" I heard her say, and I turned my attention back to her. She had a lopsided grin plastered on her face, her eyes blinking as she bit her lower lip.

I gave her a light chuckle then replied, "She's at home but I decided to come here. Any more questions?"

A small oh escaped her lips, "So that means you two are having trouble in your marriage?" She nodded in understanding.

I rolled my eyes at that. "No, we are not." I shifted my weight on the seat, then I leaned back on the seat and said, "Listen, I don't know who you are and you already are making me tell you more than necessary. Tell me why you are here so that you can be on your way."

Listening to another girl say something about Precious was something I couldn't handle, I knew where this conversation would lead to if I let it happen.

She smiled and nodded, "Sorry if you took offense handsome, I am Beatrice, the daughter of Bob O'Reilly