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“Ariana is at college— MIT. She’s a computer wiz and wants a career in cyber intelligence.”
“Damn, bright girl.”
“Yeah she is. She’s pretty similar to Dorian actually. For your information, her other passion is graphic design, and it was some of her stuff I was showing Dorian the night you got jealous.”
I smirked, sheepishly. “Yeah, seeing you both like that crushed me, and I had no right because I wanted you, but was still in a bad place in here,” I told her, pointing at my head.
“I love Dorian, but like a brother,” she stated firmly. “Anyway, what else do you need to know about me?”
“Parents?”
“Robin and Tracy. My dad’s a construction worker; my mom has a small soft furnishings company, you know drapes and—”
“Jesus, I know what soft furnishings are. They sound like hard working people.”
“They are,” she said, smiling affectionately at the mention of them.
“What else?”
“Not much. I was a good kid, good scholar, good girl until I met Millar Sorenson. He promised me the world and broke my heart. Made me jaded about men. I decided after him I never wanted to get married.”
“Never? Hm, tell me about him.”
“Well, unfortunately for me, Millar was too good of a teacher. He took my virginity and taught me everything I know about sex. He was a good lover and according to him he’d taught me well… which would imply I was better than average as well.”
I waggled my eyebrows and smiled then my expression fell serious again. “So, what happened?”
“Anal sex was my hard limit, so he slept with my parents’ next-door neighbor. When I challenged him, he told me it was my fault for not being experimental enough,” she replied flatly, and shrugged.
“Wow, what a douche.”
“Anyway, once a cheater, always a cheater. She’s welcome to him. When he moved in with her, I put it all behind me when I came here to work.”
“Don’t tell me they still live in the house next to your parents?” I quipped, half-joking.
“Yep and he’s still there; hence the reason why I don’t make it home too often now. However, the last time he saw me he begged for my forgiveness and told me he wanted me back.”
“Fuck. I hope you told him where to go, but no one should make you feel you can’t go home.”
“It’s fine. I’m long over him now. I don’t know what I ever saw in him, to be honest. Besides, he’s starting to go bald. Not that I have anything against bald men, they can be very sexy, but if you knew Millar, damn he was vain,” she mumbled through a soft laugh.
As we were talking, the gate buzzer sounded and minutes later Layla came running into the house. “Daddy, can we go buy some new boots? These are getting pretty snug,” she asked, dropping to the floor and wrestling one off her foot.
“Of course, Baby, but wouldn’t you rather go to the mountains with me this afternoon?”
A huge smile spread on her face, and she glanced at Harper. “Can we take Harper?”
I glanced at Harper like it was Layla’s idea, “Wow, that’s a great idea, Baby. Harper would you like to come for a ride with Layla and me to the mountains?”
“I’d like nothing better,” she replied, trying to sound surprised. “Go get a warm coat and some sneakers, Layla. Let’s see how fast you are, I’ll race you.” Both Harper and Layla took off up the stairs and Stuart glanced over at me with a knowing smirk on his face.
“She was as drunk as a skunk last night, huh?” he mused.
“Yep,” I replied, not giving anything away and waving my fingers in a ‘give me’ sign with my hand for him to pass me the car keys.
“Poured her heart out on the way home,” he stated dryly, as he held them up and dropped them into my hand with a knowing grin.
“Fuck off, Stuart,” I warned and tried to bite back my own grin. I failed.
