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with a grouchy child the past few evenings
wore her body down. Her daughter didn’t understand why Ash couldn’t come over
and hang out like every week or why Dire showed to pick Ashland up instead of
Mia. That led to questions about her own father that Ailyn found harder and
harder to dodge. She still hadn’t come up with a way to tell Seth about Eva.
Not even when he’d stopped by to take her to lunch yesterday. With a sigh, she
leaned forward and inhaled the sweet scent of her colorful bouquet of lavender
roses, fuchsia carnations, purple double Lisianthus, white Asiatic lilies, Bupleurum
and lush greens tucked in a pretty purple decorative vase. She picked up the
card and ran her finger around the edges.
     
    Miss
you. See you soon.
    -Seth
     
    The
card made her smile. The flowers made butterflies flutter in her stomach. The
carnal weekend awakened passion she’d forgotten existed. Sure, the few lovers
she’d taken over the past decade were decent in bed, just not on that level. He
had an undeniable charm about him. She reasoned her ebbing anger and hate were
due to his relentless pursuit and crazy sexual attraction. She simply forgot
she hated him once he turned those mesmerizing eyes of his her way.
    Her
cell vibrated in her pocket. She slipped it out and typed in the password. A missed call from Seth and Eva and a text from Mia.
     
    Sinclaire
wants to get together for pedicures and vajay jay blinging. You
free?
     
    A
giggle left her mouth. Her students looked up at her and she covered her mouth
with her fingers.
     
    Um. Sure. We don’t have dance tomorrow
or gymnastics, Cord can play tio. I’ll call Ri to
invite her and tell her to meet us if she is free. Vajayjay
blinging? I’m afraid to ask what that is.
     
    Yeah,
well, she is the pro at roping people into getting a Brazilian wax and then
adding sparklies to the hoo-hah.
     
    Fun. I need some girl time. One frozen margarita after? I’m turning into a lush now that
Seth is here. How’s Ash holding up?
     
    Ash
is good, still playing the sad card. Dire went easy on her though. He came off
a bit gruff, took her phone and laptop. I talked to her about sex again and if
she needed to protect herself.
     
    I
feel so bad for her. She’s such a sweet girl. Boys are something else. She
forgiven Rylan yet? I’m guessing Rex is dead in the water with how he acted.
     
    Girl,
I have no idea. If it wasn’t for you coaxing that out of her, thanks for that
by the way, we wouldn’t know a thing. She used to be so open with me. Not with this
and definitely not with Dire. She is still mad at him for bellowing at the guys
and making her look like a quote—freak—no one will like after rumors start.
     
    Ailyn
glanced up at the clock and at her students. All day testing made them antsy.
     
    Give
her time to come around. Don’t you remember being that age? I do.
     
    Don’t
remind me.
     
    Too funny. Gotta dash. Restless testing teens on my hands. Hugs.
     
      She turned her phone on and quietly listened
to her voice mail. Eva needed new pointe shoes, and Seth wanted her to swing by
the station to see him. She bit her lip remembering what happened in his office
and let out a sigh. She texted him saying she’d be there as soon as she could and
put her phone away.
    The
bell rang. “Don’t forget you’ll have a substitute tomorrow and next Monday we
move back to the school. Give the same respect to your sub as you give to me.
I’ll be requesting a report.” She stood and waited for her students to hand in
their tests. A lot of eye rubbing and hypnotized like gazes regarded her as she
was given the individual sheets before they shuffled out of her classroom.
    Twenty
minutes later, she left the makeshift trailer and headed to pick up Eva.
Traffic took her twice as long to reach the gymnastics academy. By the time she
pulled up to the front door, Eva strode out with an annoyed expression on her
face.
    “You’re
late, Mama.”
    “Blame
it on the traffic. I

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