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"Aidan started playing basketball with his brothers."

"So?"

"So?! Have you seen my man?"

"He's not as hot as Luciu."

I pshawed. "Suck on my donkey dick, bitch."

"Nah, I'd prefer to suck Luc’s."

"Sucking more would have stopped you getting pregnant again so fast."

She blew a raspberry in my ear.

"I thought I'd stop feeling like this after a while." I whistled.

"I did too. Luc can still take my breath away."

"I almost don't want it to stop, but I can't cope with lady boners when I'm about to sit down for dinner with his ma."

"Is it dinner or lunch?"

"You mean, what time do we eat?"

"Yeah, everyone calls it something different."

I blinked. She had a point. "It’s neither, so I guess that’s why it’s interchangeable. We eat between two and three."

"That’s some fucking logic there." She snorted. "Anyway, how is the bitch?"

"Jen," I chided.

"Just because you don't hate her, doesn't mean I like her. After what she did to Aoife and her mom..."

"I know." I sighed. "Right now, she’s sad. Medicated up to her eyeballs. Wearing full-out black. I’m talking every-frickin-thing. Scarf, blouse, skirt, shoes, stockings. It’s like looking at Morticia."

"Dude, don’t ruin Morticia for me."

My lips twisted. "The bittersweet truth is I think she misses Aoife. If anyone could get her through this, it’d be her. They used to always be in the kitchen together."

"Life's a bitch."

"It really is."

"Maybe she'll die soon and then it won't be a problem."

"Jen," I grumbled.

"What? She knocked down Aoife's mom with a car and drove off like nothing happened, Savvie. Jeez."

"I know." And I did. It didn't stop me from feeling sad about the chasm that had torn the family apart. "Saverina doing okay?"

"She’s perfect."

My lips twitched. Jen coming out with dopey words like that, in that dreamy voice, was still hard to acclimate to.

"And the baby?"

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