Tracy's POV
After the meeting that was held downstairs, Daisy demanded she needed me, and we both walked to her room right in front of Jimmy, after my mate had already vanished into thin air to his room.
I met her downstairs with Jimmy and his brother. I don't know if they had greeted each other before our arrival.
"Are you good, Sis?" I asked her, as soon as my butts hit her mattress.
"I'm good, I just need to be out there, and I don't want to go alone. I might drink to stupor." She mumbled.
"Do you really need to go out, Mommy? We could just drink all we want here." I suggested.
"It's going to be so boring, Trace. I want to drink and dance away my sorrows." She said, and did one of the vampy dance moves, as she finished forming her sentence.
"Okay, since that's really going to lighten up your mood, I'm all in. I don't think I need to inform my mate, he should understand right?" I asked, with my brows arched.