Page 32 of Wild Ever After
“Speaking of sex, I know you don’t have an official girlfriend, but are you dating anyone?” she asks, watching me closely for the answer.
Crissy flashes through my mind for the briefest of seconds. “If I were, this probably would have scared them off.”
“Probably,” she says, but keeps staring at me like she’s waiting for more details.
“I don’t really date much. Nothing serious, anyway.”
“Well, that’s good. I don’t have to worry about some chick showing up to kick my ass.”
“What about you and Sam? No chance of reconciliation there?”
“No. That’s definitely over.”
“I’m sorry.”
“He was probably right to bail. We’re so different. I don’t think there’s any scenario that doesn’t have him running out the door eventually. Better that it happened now.”
We fall quiet for a minute, and then I’m the first to speak.
“We should probably talk about how this is going to work. Do we live together? Are we allowed to see other people?”
“Minor details most couples have probably figured out before they walk down the aisle,” she says dryly with a grin, then takes another sip.
“Yeah, probably.”
She laughs lightly and then shrugs. “I have an apartment near Whittaker College that I shared with Sam.”
Damn. That has to suck, living in a place she used to share with her ex.
“You can stay with me. I have three extra bedrooms.”
She nods. “I can pay you for the room and chip in for utilities.”
Another thing we didn’t discuss—finances. And I can tell this is a touchy topic for her. I remember those days all too well.
“Whatever you want,” I say. “But it isn’t necessary.”
Her shoulders sag with what I assume is relief to have that conversation out of the way.
“And other people?” I ask.
She looks apologetic as she says, “I think it could get tricky and they’d have to be someone we trust not to out us.”
“So, no dating other people.”
“Sorry.” She scrunches up her nose.
“It’s fine.”
“Who has time for dating anymore?” she asks and wiggles her pretty pink toes.
I huff a sound of agreement.
Mav and Dakota reach the finale again. The alcohol is flowing through my system and I feel an ease around Jade which might be a result of that or maybe just that we’re getting to know each other better.
“Now that I’m going to miss.”
“Sex?” She arches a brow in question.
