My father sensed the tension. He knew Noah and my mother were like oil and water, so he quickly stepped in.
"It's normal for young men to have their fun. Just don't ruin your health over it," Edward said with a chuckle. "If you like the girl that much, just keep her as a mistress. A caged bird is clean, safe, and available whenever you want."
Noah's smile deepened. He nodded slowly.
"Mrs. Sanchez is right. I really should keep her locked by my side."
My heart slammed against my ribs. The old wounds began to throb.
Seeing the worry on Mom's face, my brother Hudson stepped in with his own twisted assurances.
"Mom, relax. My plan is foolproof. I've even got my buddies looking after Harper." He swirled his wine, looking self-satisfied. "She wouldn't sell her body for profit."
Hudson pulled out his phone and dialed. Speaker on.
"Lucas? It's Hudson. I told you to take good care of my sister. You haven't messed up, have you?"