Jayda's POV

"And what's that?" I asked as I crossed my legs at the knee and looped my clasped hands around one.

He took a deep breath before answering. "Ex-wife, we have a daughter together."

My heart skipped a beat at his words. Was he trying to say? No, he was definitely drunk. Why didn't I realize it all this while?

"You're joking right?"

He shook his head and ordered a drink. "I'm not joking." He answered as he took his first shot.

"You said you don't drink." I reminded him.

"I said that because I didn't want you to buy me a drink," he paused and I could see...