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I’m shocked that my sister hadn’t run to our mother while she was still coming down from the orgasmic high. “Oh? Why the secrets?”
“Ummm…well…remember how you asked me not to judge you?”
“Oh God, who is it?”
“Sky…” she warns.
“Okay, no judgment.” My heart races thinking about the fact that if Serena is asking me not to judge then it means she’s broken a rule.
“It’s Landon.”
“Landon…” I trail off as I run through a list of guys I know in my mind. “Is that supposed to mean something to me?”
“West…” She trails off again.
“Still lost.”
“God, Sky. Are you that self-involved? What is Dad’s firm called?”
“Mitchell, Frank, and…” I trail off before my eyes go wide. “OH MY FUCKING GOD! You’re fucking Dad’s partner!”
“SHUT THE FUCK UP!” She puts a hand over my mouth and squeezes.
I squeal under her hand and when she lets go I squeal louder. “Oh my God!” I giggle. “Dad is going to freak.”
“Dad isn’t going to do anything, because he’s not going to find out.” She shoots me a pointed look. Like I would ever rat her out.
“Well, if you love him, you’re going to have to. And hold up…isn’t he married?”
“He’s… going through a divorce.” I watch as she twists a gold ring on her finger that I don’t recognize. Is that like a promise ring? Perhaps now is not the time to delve into how far along on this divorce process, Mr. Wilson really is.
“Oh God, Serena…you’re in worse shape than me.”
“Gee, thanks.” She groans and slaps my arm.
“How long?”
“I’m interning at dad’s office for the semester and…well…”
“An office tryst, how hot.”
“It’s not. It’s scary as fuck. I swear to God, Dad has almost caught us twice.”
“Does he sneak into the guest house and make you scream?” I giggle, so happy that one, my sister is getting some and two, that she finally got that stick out of her ass.
“Skyler,” she huffs. “Don’t be so crude.”
“Oh, there’s my sister. I was beginning to wonder who the hell you were.”
The rest of the morning is spent hearing more than I think I ever wanted to know about a man that is only a few years younger than our father. It is the longest I’ve gone without thinking about Aidan, but my bliss is interrupted by an email.
You have a way with words, Miss Mitchell – A
I see that Aidan uploaded my grade for the quiz and it’s the only comment that makes me believe he’s seen my note.
Does that mean he misses me too?
