Sex Is Off The Table
‘Sure, keep lying to yourself.’ Cara crossed her legs and leaned back in the lawn chair.
‘Kieran said he’s coming to take me home.’
‘And?’ She glanced at me sideways.
‘And what?’
‘And you’re going home with him?’
I nodded.
‘Are you sure you are ready for that?’
‘I’m sure.’
Cara shook her head.
‘What?’
‘I’m disappointed in you, Ames.’
‘What did I do?’
‘I remember a certain someone swearing to me that she’d never fall for a man like Kieran Valentine.’ Cara tapped her forehead with a finger. ‘Let me try to recall the date…Ah, it was less than ten months ago. That’s how long your vow lasted, sister.’
I had no comeback to that.
Cara was right, as usual.
We enjoyed the craft beer in silence.
Jamie was taking a nap in the bedroom upstairs.
‘Cara, can I ask you something?’
‘Shoot.’
‘About Jamie’s father.’
‘Ha, I was wondering when you were going to broach the subject. Took you long enough.’
Her voice was calm.
She didn’t sound offended.
‘Is it…Fitz?’ I ventured a guess.
Cara stared up at the c
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