Roy felt out of place. Like when Oliver used to drag him to some fancy ass party for fancy ass people. Except instead of some rich chick’s penthouse, Roy was waiting in the brightly colored waiting room of Lian’s preschool. Surrounded by mom’s he was sure were eyeing him up like some kind of criminal…or a potential boy toy.

Yup. Definitely out of place.

Roy reached up, adjusting his trucker hat to further hide his face. Like that’d save him. This place was so…cutesy. All rainbows and puppies posters on the walls, with little cubbies for the kids’ jackets and shoes. He checked the clock in the corner again, 3:14. One more minute. Then his little girl would be out, and he could get the hell out of this place.

Damn he missed her. He still wasn’t used to Lian being in school, and having to sit in her school and wait for her…well, this was his life now.

Maybe he could con Oliver into picking her up tomorrow. Trick him with the promise of seeing his favorite and only grandbaby.