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Oh, and couldn’t forget the left turn into naked time.
Nope.
But then he’d ruined it with a contract attached to my damn uterus.
My soda frothed over the top of the lip. I hadn’t realized I was squeezing the bottle so hard.
Sage instantly crossed the room for a paper towel. “Oh, yeah. Nothing going on.” She handed me a wad of them.
I crouched with a disgusted sound and mopped up the sticky mess before washing up and returning to our table.
Sage spooned up a dainty portion as I hacked at mine with the three oversized tines of my fork. I’d sold off my silverware since I wasn’t going to need it at Sage’s place.
“Things are weird, okay?”
“Obviously, they’re weird. I want to know why they’re weird.”
“It’s stupid.”
“Did you trip over his big feet and fall on his dick?”
“Oh my God.”
Sage dabbed at the corner of her mouth with her napkin. “It’s the only thing that makes sense. Did you guys finally do the deed? You’ve been holding onto that V-card forever.”
“You should talk. Yours is as intact as mine, pal.”
Sage scooped up a roasted carrot. “Yes, but I’ve been trying to give mine away. You’ve been holding yours hostage.”
“I have not.”
Sage gave me a bland look.
“Not on purpose.”
“Hey, it makes sense. You’ve had your focus split in a few different directions.”
“Why are we talking about this?” I asked and stabbed a potato.
“Because that’s my only guess for this weird behavior.”
“Oh, honey. You don’t even know how weird shit has gotten.”
“Then enlighten me. Because I need to know why you aren’t over with Seth and Laurie like you usually are on Mother’s Day.”
I bowed my head. If I thought about things too closely, then the guilt was going to choke me. I might be having trouble with Laurie’s father, but that didn’t mean it was fair to stay away from his daughter in retribution.
I yanked the tie out of my braid and sifted my fingers through the tangle of waves before I knotted my hair on top of my head. “It’s complicated.”
“Complicated came and went about ten years ago, hon.”
I didn’t know if I should tell her. The fact that I was going to say no made the point fairly moot.
I was saying no. I had to.
Didn’t I?
Grumbling, I pushed my dish away and banged my forehead on the box.
