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Andi:
as you pointed out, they love two of my most favorite things. I’m clearly an honorary member
Me:
Sex and cheesecake?
Andi:
Preach
The coffee pot beeped to indicate my precious was finished brewing. Did I scurry over like Gollum in the cave when he was searching for the lost ring? Yes. No shame here.
My phone chimed again as I brought the steaming mug to my lips.
Andi:
What time is it for you? You never text me this late.
Me:
It’s too early to mention in polite company. You’d be offended.
Andi:
So, why can’t you sleep? Something on your mind?
Andi:
Let me guess, boy trouble?
“More like horseman trouble,” I grumbled.
Me:
It’s complicated. Cole got really upset about my live with Sin. He was pretty hurt by it.
Was that really my current issue? No. But it was a partial truth. I was holding onto a lot of guilt over a multitude of things lately.
Andi:
That’s not surprising. It’s always a risk, but I’m sure you can soothe his ruffled feathers with some one-on-one time. That usually does the trick.
Me:
Yeah . . . maybe.
Andi:
Trust me, babes. I’ve been in the game a lot longer than you. If there’s one thing I know, it’s men. His ego is a little bruised, that’s all. Just make sure he knows he’s still your goodest boy and you’ll have him purring like a kitten again in no time.
Me:
He said he loves me. Maybe I need to put some space between us.
Andi:
Of course he loves you. Have you seen you?
