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-Um, he is gone. I have spent the last hour calling him and nothing. Nate says he has no idea, though I think he’s lying. Still waiting for Lydia to answer, but if I were you, I’d just drive to his house.
-I did earlier. There was no one home and all the blinds were closed.
There’s a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach as I imagine the worst.
-Then go to Lydia’s house and ask her,Jane tells me.
-Shit, I don’t have much of a choice. Thank you, Jane.
-Please keep me posted. All this drama isn’t good for me.
-Maybe I shouldn’t involve you. I didn’t even think about your state!
-Don’t you dare leave me out! I need to know what happens, she insists.
Laughing for the first time all day, I send her a thumbs up.
“Daddy!” I call upstairs. “I’m going across the street for a few minutes. You got Mia?”
“Yup. Or she’s got me. Either way, take your time.”
At the Jensen’s front door, I wipe my hands on my jeans and knock. It’s been a while since I’ve seen either of them, just the occasional wave as they drive by. Actually, we haven’t had a conversation at all since that day where Bo took me into their guestroom and fucked me mindless.
That very thought is going through my head when the door opens, and Lydia Jensen’s eyes make contact with mine. My face flames as I imagine the moans she must have heard coming from that room!
“Mrs. Jensen,” I say and clear my throat nervously. “I… I was hoping I could talk to you for a minute?”
Mrs. Jensen surprises me by taking me in her arms for a tight hug, her vanilla musk perfume enveloping me. “Of course you can. You didn’t bring that baby with you today?” she asks.
“No. She’s at home with my dad.” We walk in to her living room, where we sit on her couch facing each other. “Is Mr. Jensen around?”
“He is at an appointment. How are you, sugar? We haven’t seen you in a while.”
I swallow down the embarrassment and brace on to my courage. “About that, I really want to apologize for the thing that happened.”
“Well, I must admit it was awkward.” She tugs at the pearls around her neck and looks at something nonexistent on the wall. The way she says it, like she’s admitting something she’d rather pretend didn’t happen, makes it slightly more mortifying.
“That’s putting it mildly, but yes, awkward. I am sorry. It was not my intention to disrespect your home or make you feel uncomfortable. I hope you don’t think less of me for what I’ve done.”
Her head snaps back to me. “Honey, all I think is that you’re human,” she says honestly. “Bo hounded me for a while about you. I thought it was just some crush, and I did my best to remind him that you were a married woman. But he insisted that he felt something else with you he’d never felt. I will say it’s a hard thing to know your child wants something so badly, and to explain to him that he can’t have it. Seems I was wrong. I guess you felt the same thing?”
“Mrs. Jensen, I’ve never felt anything like it. It’s such a strong emotion it is actually painful. Scary.” My eyes rove the clean but cluttered kitchen. “Owen and I have separated.”
“Is it because of my Boey?” she asks cautiously.
“Yes. Though it’s more because of my feelings for him. I tried to make my marriage work, but it’s a very hard thing to do when there are two men in your heart.”
“Don’t I know it,” she says nodding, and I wonder what she means by that. I guess we all have our stories to tell.
“Now that things have ended, I’m anxious to start a new chapter with Bo. But I can’t find him anywhere. He’s not returning my calls, and I went to his house earlier and sat there for an hour and nothing. I even went to his office and the girl there said she wasn’t allowed to tell me. Do you by any chance know anything?”
Her face goes so pale it makes the yellow of her hair stand out more. “Oh honey, I am so sorry. Bo is leaving today. He may have already left.”
“He’s leaving? Where is he going? When will he be back?” I ask, barely breathing.
She shakes her head, here long silver tassel earrings swinging wildly. “Costa Rica. He’s left the business to Dan for a while.”
“Didn’t he give you a return date?” I feel crazed at the very thought of waiting another minute to see him, and for all I knew it would be months! What if while he’s in another country, thinking I’m lost to him, he finds someone else? What if he makes true on his promise not to let a possible love interest pass him by while he waited for a decision from me? Oh my god!
