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“Don’t those hurt your feet?” I asked, nodding toward her feet as I filled the kettle and pulled out two mugs and my tea selection.
“No,” she said, looking down. “You just get used to them.”
“Huh,” I said. I wore heels on occasion, but those occasions were rare.
My phone vibrated with a message from my brother, making me jump.
Do you want to meet Gwen this weekend? She wants to go to the beach on Sunday and you could stop by.
I smiled as I answered him, telling him that yes, absolutely I wanted to meet her.
Honor got up from the couch and joined me in the kitchen. The kettle went off and I added the water to both cups.
“Pick your poison,” I said, showing her the options.
“Funny,” she said, picking my favorite black tea and adding it to her cup. I didn’t need that much caffeine this late in the day, so I went for an herbal mix.
“Is it strange living so close to where you work?” Honor asked.
“I think I’m just so used to it at this point that it’s just my life,” I said, dipping my teabag in and out of the water.
“How long have you worked for them?” Honor asked. I guess she wasn’t so bad at small talk after all. We were going to have to warm up a little until we got to talking about the kiss.
“They hired me right after the twins were born. When they were still together. Then they got divorced and I was hoping they weren’t going to get rid of me because I was so in love with the girls at that point. Fortunately, they decided to keep me, and I think it really helped having someone stable who was going to both places.”
I got out a knife and started cutting up the brownies.
“You are absolutely mangling them,” Honor said, holding her hand out.
“This is my kitchen. I wield the knives,” I said, but now I was stressed out about my brownie-cutting abilities.
“Center or corner?” I asked.
“Center. Obviously,” she said, as if that was the only answer.
“Okay then,” I said. “Honor has strong opinions on brownies. Noted.”
I levered out the center brownie for her and got a plate.
“I have strong opinions on a lot of things,” Honor said, taking the plate from me.
“I’m not shocked,” I said, getting my own brownie that had corners on both sides. I liked the crunch. Honor and I carried our treats and tea over to the couch and sat down together.
“I’m waiting,” I said as Honor stared at the brownie on her plate.
“If I eat this, will it make me slutty?” she asked, picking up the brownie and bringing it to her lips.
“Let’s hope so,” I blurted out before I could think better of what those words would mean.
Honor raised one eyebrow before taking a bite of the brownie.
“Slutty?” I asked as she chewed and swallowed.
“Very,” she said. “I think I’ve been ruined for regular brownies now. Slutty only from here on out.”
I laughed and then ate my own brownie. It was really good.
“Do you still want an answer?” she asked as we both looked down at our empty plates. I was ready for seconds. Sure, it was time for dinner and I should be doing that, but also, brownies were amazing. As a grown woman, I could eat brownies for dinner if I wanted to.
