Page 90 of The House Guest
“Okay, that makes sense.” Primrose bit her bottom lip. “There’s something I want to ask you, but I’m afraid.”
“Ask me anything, please. It’s what I’m here for.”
“Whatever happened with Candace?”
Now,thatwas a question I was more than happy to answer. My mouth curved into a smile. “You mean, Candace, Chandler, and their twobeautiful babies?”
“Really?” Primrose covered her mouth. “Oh, thank God.”
When she lowered her hands, I could see tears in her eyes. She hadn’t shed a tear until now, even if at times she’d looked like she was about to cry.
“I’d been so worried that things didn’t work out. I was always afraid to look her up, not only because I didn’t want to inadvertently get information on you, but because I preferred to imagine her happy and healthy.”
“Well, it seems you manifested that.”
“She’s in remission?”
“Yes. She finished all of her treatments and adopted a very Zen lifestyle. She runs a yoga studio now. She and Chandler had frozen her eggs before she started cancer treatments, and they were able to use the embryos and a surrogate to have two kids.”
“What do they have?”
“A girl and a boy. Maya and Mitchell.”
She beamed. “I’m so happy for them.”
“Me, too.”
“Did they know the truth about you all this time?”
“I did eventually let them know. They were the only friends besides Benjamin who knew what was going on.”
“Gosh, I’d love to see Candace.”
“I’m sure she’d love to see you, too.”
“Do they know you’re here in Ohio?”
“Oh, yeah.” I laughed.
“Why do you say it like that?”
“They’ve been texting me for updates. They’redriving me crazy.”
“That sounds like them.” Primrose closed her eyes and leaned back into the sofa.
Making myself more comfortable, I used the opportunity to stare at her beautiful features. “What are you thinking about?”
She opened her eyes and spoke softly, “I’m thinking that despite the fact that I should be tense around you, I feel pretty at peace right now.”
“I’m surprised you can feel that way in my presence.”
“I’m slowly getting used to you again.”
I grinned, and she returned it.
Her smile faded. “Have there been a lot of women in your life in the years you were away?”
“Is that what you imagine?” I asked. “That I’ve been out there all this time fucking away my sorrows?”
