Chapter 75

We were having our dinner when Sander spoke. "Mama, have you told Papa that you are going to meet your male friend tomorrow?" I opened my mouth that he should just dismiss it but then Sander didn't. "Mama said that you know Mama's male friend, Papa," he said before he was happily eating his meal. "Male friend?" Desmond asked, creasing his forehead. He was looking at me and even dropped the dinner knife and fork to his plate. I didn't expect that Sander would even utter about it in our supper right now. I thought that he would dismiss it but I was wrong. I should have not told him about the letter. Desmond's creasing forehead didn't flatten. I caught him gripping the utensils he was using. "Nicklaus has sent me a letter. I am planning to see him tomorrow." I gulped, feeling like I was being caught and that I had done something with the way Desmond was looking my way. Damn it! Why was I explaining myself right now to this man? I heard him inhale sharply. Even his jaw clenched. I fel