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“I told you I can keep a secret.”
“He went down on me last night. I was so flustered after, I left my underwear at his house and walked home bare assed.”
Lauren's eyes widened, and she fell back against the door, pushing it closed. “You did what?” she screamed.
“Lauren,” I hissed.
“Sorry,” she whispered. “But you can’t just jump in with that. All I saw was some innocent hand holding. Given how upset he looked over his dog, it could have been friendly concern.”
I nodded but didn’t go into details.
Seeing Cal’s distraught face in the playhouse as he held Skye had melted any lingering anger I’d had over our initial sessions and that odd kiss. I knew that pain all too well. Skye entered Cal’s life during a time of immense grief. It made sense he’d be triggered by almost losing her. I told him the story about the cherries to show I could empathize without calling attention to the state he was in when I found him. I didn’t know Cal well, but I sensed he hid his grief as much as possible, perhaps even from himself.
When he laughed at my story, he was the most attractive man I’d ever seen. Instead of talking through his grief like I intended, he pulled pleasure from my body and left me reeling.
“So, you went from disliking the man to feeling sorry for him to letting him put his face in your business all in the same night?”
“He kissed me earlier this week.”
“And you didn’t tell me,” Lauren said, clutching her chest. “That hurts.”
“He didn’t mean to do it. I’m not even sure why it happened, really.”
Lauren threw her hands in the air. “Because you’re beautiful, and funny, and sweet. His lips did not accidentally land on yours. He wanted to kiss you. Clearly, since he moved the kisses south.”
“Ok, fine. But before that we decided it could never happen again. I’m his patient. Plus, I’m moving soon.”
“Very mature of you both. But then?” She raised her eyebrows at me and waited.
“He gave me the best orgasm of my life.”
Lauren fanned her face. “I can imagine.”
An unexpected stab of jealousy made me sit straighter in the chair. “Ok, you get the idea,” I said, my tone a little sharp.
“So, are you seeing each other?”
“No.”
“You’re just hooking up?”
“Um, I don’t think so.”
“Rowan Eloise Stevens, if a man has his face in your lady garden you’re hooking up.”
“Please never call it that again.”
“So, what are you doing?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know, but if a firework hadn’t gone off and scared Skye, I’m pretty sure we’d have slept together.”
“Wow,” Lauren said. “That’s kind of unexpected.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“Brad is still the only man you’ve been with, right?”
I nodded.
