Chapter 19 Mom's Fiance 6

• Dereck.
• “Your hot mama texting you?” Oscar asks, leaning in to look into my phone but I swiftly switch it off and stash the phone into my pocket. With practiced ease, I clutch my glass of Vodka, gulping the remaining content in it before answering Oscar.
• “Nah. Far from it. That’s all business.” I give him a quick response before diverting my eyes to the live band players, bobbing my head at the music they’re playing.