Chapter: 1581

Cliff stood frozen in the shadows.

“Has he seen your lacy panties?” Kailyn's laughter rippled through the phone.

“No," Laney murmured. “He wouldn't like them anyway. Gerry says men's preferences are formed early and rarely change."

Laney took another melancholy bite of cake and released a heavy sigh.

“What's troubling you now?" Kailyn probed.