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how can we make this happen?
Ash
wait! Stop! No! Mom needs to kick it single for a bit.
Flint
no, Mom isn’t made for that. She wants love.
Skyye
Yeah and your dad sucks. Mine doesn’t.
Ash
she never got to be herself. She went straight from being a kid to a wife thenmother. Let her have fun.
Flint
what if she doesn’t want to have fun?
Skyye
what if my dad could be fun?
Ash
fking gross.
Ash
this is fking weird.
Skyye
is it?
Flint
for real… is it?
CHAPTER
NINETEEN
Dean
I probably shouldn’t be watching her, but I can’t help it.
I’m not even sure if Kenni knows I’m here, but since the moment I walked into the west rink of the Ice Thistle to watch my daughter’s private lesson with Fable, my eyes have been on Kenni. She stands at a high-top table with her laptop open and a deep indent in her forehead as she focuses on whatever she’s doing. She’s by the door closest to where Fable stands, giving Skyye corrections and still able to converse with Kenni.
That’s the only reason I haven’t gone over there yet.
Or at least, that’s the lie I’m telling myself.
Truth is, I’m embarrassed. Not a feeling I’m proud of. It’s been over a week since I almost took her home from the Thirsty Pine. A night that could possibly be one of the most treasured of my life. We fell into our old ways, laughing, dancing, and we exchanged so many heated looks, I’m surprised I’m not burned to a crisp. I couldn’t get enough of her. But of course, Missy had to go and ruin it.
I’m not innocent by any means, but Missy made me sound like a manwhore, which is the furthest from the truth. Do I hook up with women on Thursdays? Yes, but I haven’t in some time. Hell, I think the last time was before I found out Missy got married. Even though I think Nyle is a fucking loser, I want what Missy has. Her person.
