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Through one open door, I could see a bed. Through the other, there was white tile on the floor, which I assumed was the bathroom.
It was homey. Warm. Inviting.
“Let’s get you to bed,” I said, steering her toward the bedroom.
She pointed. “That’s my bed.”
In the corner, there was a divider and behind it, a day bed.
I went to the bedroom door, stuck my head in. Definitely Sierra’s with the hockey posters on the walls and kid’s clothes strewn about.
Her bed was in the main room?
I turned back around and found her heading into the kitchen. “Drink?” she asked, turning to face me.
“You need water, not me,” I told her.
“Doctor’s orders?” she asked with a grin.
“Yes, and some aspirin.”
After all that, she skipped the water completely and flopped down on the couch.
I sighed and went to grab an upside-down glass from the drying rack and filled it from the tap.
“Here,” I offered when I sat down beside her. “Sit up.”
She lifted her head and like a floppy doll, sat up and gulped down the water.
“We should be having sex. I’m supposed to fuck you since Sierra’s away.”
My dick liked everything that she was saying. Too much. But it wasn’t hard to turn her down. I wanted Aspen. Fuck, did I want her. But not like this.
“That sounds good, tiger, and we can definitely do that when you haven’t had five glasses of wine.”
“Six. It’s only because I miss Sierra.” She sat up again and climbed into my lap.
Okay, this was nice. Warm, soft, pliant Aspen. But the scent of wine clung to her, and I had a feeling she was going to pass out at any time.
“What’s up with you and Sierra’s dad?” I asked, setting my hands on her hips–and not moving them. It was a probing question, but I was curious and now was probably the best time to ask probing questions.
She tucked her hair back. “A youthful fling in a Spanish bar bathroom with a guy named Hans. Never saw him again.”
“Sierra really loves hockey,” I commented.
She laughed. “Yeah. She wouldn’t wear pink even if it was hockey gear signed by Dex James himself.”
Sierra did seem like a tomboy. No pink. No sparkles or unicorns or rainbows. From the peek I saw in her bedroom, she liked blue and Dex–
“Wait. Are Theo and Mav his brothers?”
She nodded. “He’s married to Bridget’s sister.”
Wait. Mav was with Bridget. Check.
Bridget was best friends with Mallory who was with Theo. Check.
Bridget’s sister was married to Mav’s and Theo’s brother. Crazy.
