Stephanie's POV
The plan was bad. I mean, really bad. I felt like a total jerk just thinking about it. But Cane had backed me into a corner. If he was gonna play prison guard, I could play the model inmate. For about five minutes.
I put on my best "you win" face and walked back to the makeup party on the floor. "Alright, fine. You got me. I'm in."
Cane looked up, surprised. Jolina just smiled and shoved a palette of neon green gunk into my hand.
"Great," Cane said. He sounded way too happy about it.
I turned to Josh. He was watching everything with big eyes. "Hey, your turn. Want me to do yours?"
His whole face lit up like I'd offered him a million bucks. "Really?"
"Really." The guilt hit me like a punch. He was so excited. He'd never had a mom to do dumb stuff like this with. And here I was, about to use his happy little face to drug his dad. Mother of the Year, right here.
