It’s drying on my pants…

I cleared my throat and smiled at Lily to assure her I was alright.

“Is everything okay? You scared us for a minute.” Tami said sweetly.

I nodded, avoiding Pierce’s eyes. If I looked at him I would crack. “I think I had the wrong drink.” I answered.

Lily frownwed and pointed at the glass in front of Tami. “That’s your glass.”

“What on earth are you talking about?” Tami asked, the irritation in her voice obvious.

“Myra’s the only one wearing red lipstick tonight.” I looked at the cup in front of Tami and it was the only glass at the table with a red lipstick stain. She had switched out my cup.

“Oh,” Tami chuckled, “I must have picked it up during your speech. My eyes were glued to the pair of you and that happened. My mistake.”

I could tell Tami had her suspicions, which meant she could reveal them to Pierce and push him to insist that I got rid of my baby. Fear coursed through my veins and wrestled the impulse to reach for my glass of water. There was nothing strange ab