Blake is playing with Jake on the floor – Jenga. Jake is obsessed with that game these days. Blake looks up at me and smiles mischievously as we share a secret, as if he’s saying, “How hot was that, this morning?”
Hot…
God, I wish I could have him one last time. But tonight’s about my family, and I leave tomorrow morning. And then there’s Peter. I don’t even know what to think when it comes to Peter. I don’t know where we’re going.
Mandy inches closer to me. She holds two bottles of wine, a red and a white. “You’re sleeping with my brother again, aren’t you?” she says in hushed tones.
I smile, guilty as charged. “How did you know?”
“Just the way you two are looking at each other,” she says. “You can feel the sexual tension from across the room.”
“Really?”
She laughs, that sweet giggle I remember fondly. “Everyone knows. No use in trying to hide it.”
I shrug. “Well, it’s over. It was just a fun thing… a one week thing.”
She nods and bites her lip. “One week, eh?”
“Yes, one week.” I reply, my words clipped.
She turns away. “Whatever you say, Freckles.”
