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“May I join you?” a voice asks.
My eyes fly open, and I see Rebecca standing next to me, awaiting my reply.
“Yes, of course.”
She hands me a glass of lemonade before she takes a seat in the chair next to me.
“Everything okay? You’ve seemed a little down these past few days.”
She’s an observant woman, considering I’ve done my best to avoid everyone in the house, especially since Carter seems to spend as little time here as possible.
“Yeah, I just needed a little break, I think.”
“From work? Or from Carter?”
“Both?” I laugh.
“Mind if I ask what exactly is going on between the two of you?”
I could lie to her like I do to myself and say we’re just friends, but why bother.
“It’s… complicated.”
She lets out a small laugh. “Isn’t it always?” Rebecca sits next to me, sipping her lemonade for a few minutes before she speaks again. “Eventually, he’ll get his head on straight and realize you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him.”
I take a sip of the lemonade because I’m unsure how to respond. Does she truly believe that? Or is she just fishing for information?
No sooner does the liquid hit my throat, I begin to cough. “Holy shit.”
“Sorry, dear. You don’t like yours with a little bit of vodka in it?” There’s a mischievous smile as she speaks.
“A little?” I ask, still trying to catch my breath. I’m pretty sure ‘a little’ would be a gross understatement of how much alcohol is in this drink. Not that it doesn’t help. The alcohol calms my nerves and has me chatting away with Rebecca like we’re old friends.
“Hey,” Char shouts as she makes her way to the porch with Luke in tow.
“Hi, Lexie,” Luke says.
“Hey, Lukie,” I reply as a hiccup escapes me, causing me to giggle.
“Is Lexie drunk?” I hear Luke ask.
“No, I’m just…”
“She’s drunk,” Char laughs. “It looks like she has been drinking Grandma’s lemonade.” Charlotte takes a sniff of my glass. “Yep, definitely Grandma’s lemonade.”
“She was thirsty.” Rebecca laughs.
“Don’t trust her, Lex. It’s her truth serum,” Char informs me. “Mom is a sneaky one.”
I shrug. “I have nothing to hide.”
“Oh really?” Rebecca chimed in. “So, you are the girl in the video then?”
“Yes.” Wait, did she say are? “No.” Or did she say aren’t? “I mean… shit.”
“I knew it,” Rebecca exclaims.
“Like I said, you can’t trust that one.” Char points at her mother, who feigns innocence. “Why don’t you go shower and sober up, so we can go out?”
