Bishop to Knight One (Diviner’s Game #1)

Matt

My stomach growls noisily because I didn’t get to finish my lunch. I was so pissed, I couldn’t have stomached anything, but spending time with the twins helped. Now everyone who came has left, the littles are in bed, and yes, I put them to bed and kissed them all goodnight—fuck anyone who thinks I’m too young to be a good partner or father or whatever the fuck their problem with me is.

The villa is big enough to get lost in, and I don’t even know where to look if I wanted to talk to Deejay, but I don’t know that I’m ready for that. He just stood there and let them talk to him like that and I hate that he put up with it.

I pull out leftovers from today’s lunch and throw whatever I find on a plate, too hungry to bother reheating it. Don’t care that it’s cold, I just need food. I’ve had a significant loss of blood and I shouldn’t have skipped a meal, but I’ll take better care of myself now that I’ve cooled off a bit. Four gift bags sit on the breakfast table that I swipe out of the way as I sit to eat. I notice on one of the bag’s someone wrote my name on the label. Fuck. I promised Cary birthday cake today and I wasn’t even around for it—if it happened.