breaking his rhythm. He never quite got it back again, so Sam decided they should head home.
"How about a drink back at your place?" he said.
"Good idea." Pete sounded relieved and wasted no time turning round.
"So you think I should talk to her? Apologize?"
"Maybe you should just leave it."
Sam thought about it for a moment then shook his head. "Nope, can't do that."
Pete looked at him sideways. "You got it that bad, huh? In that case, I think you should talk to her, and apologize. Saying sorry never hurts."
"But I don't know what I'm apologizing for."
"Doesn't matter." He puffed heavily several times.
Sam decided to stop talking. Pete needed to save his breath for the run home.
***
"I'm joining a convent." Maddie, sitting at her sister's kitchen table, sipped her second mug of coffee in an hour. It was her fourth for the day and it wasn't even lunch time. Her system buzzed. Probably she should lay off the caffeine but she needed some excitement in her life since sex with Sam wasn't an option.
Or was it? What's a little thing like a broken heart anyway? Especially if she got to sleep with Sam. It would be worth the sacrifice.
"Can you wait till after Wednesday night?" asked Linda, jiggling Ronan on her knee. "I need a babysitter."
"Sure thing. What are spinster aunts for anyway?"
"You're not a spinster yet. You don't achieve that status until you're at least thirty-five."
Maddie groaned and banged her forehead on the table. "Life sucks. Men suck."
"Mummy," said Emily, coming through the door, "what ith Auntie Mad doing?"
"She's having a nervous breakdown, honey. It's nothing to worry about. Go and play."
Emily patted Maddie's arm then disappeared outside where David was seeing how far Palm Beach Barbie's head could spin round without snapping off.
"Do you think I'm having a nervous breakdown?" Oh God, what if she was? What did one feel like? If it felt like a caffeine rush then she was in serious trouble.
"Possibly," said Linda, "but I wouldn't worry too much yet. Wait till after Wednesday."
Maddie groaned again. "Nice to know I'm still loved."
"Maddie," Linda said on a loud sigh, "stop being so melodramatic. You dumped Sam remember."
"I didn't dump him. You have to be dating someone to dump them. We weren't dating, we were just..." She waved her hand in the air because she had no idea what to call her brief encounter with Sam.
But Linda jumped to her own conclusion. "Oh my God! You slept with him! Oh my God! I want details. I want to know everything. What were you wearing? Where did it happen? How big is it?" Her eyes were wide and Ronan gawped at the strange woman who'd possessed his mother. "I bet it's huge ," she added. "Dotty McQueen says it's the best she's ever seen, and she's seen a few."
Maddie screwed up her nose at her sister. "Too much information. And before you burst a vein, I didn't sleep with Sam."
"Oh." Linda thought about that for a moment. "Oral sex?"
Maddie shook her head.
"Phone sex?"
"No. I didn't even see him naked. Okay?"
"No." Linda sniffed. "Not okay. I'm disappointed in you. You got my hopes up."
Linda loved Pete, Maddie knew that beyond a doubt. But sometimes she wished her sister had lived a little before they'd got married because Linda's idea of a good time was to get all the juicy details out of Maddie after every date. Since none of her dates in the last six months had ended with her doing the horizontal mambo, no wonder her sister was behaving like a starved animal.
"Well, I did see him naked from the waist up," Maddie conceded.
"Oh my God! What was his body like? I bet he's got a fantastic chest."
"Hmmm, he sure has." Maddie curled her fingers round the mug and squeezed. "His skin's tanned and smooth, and there's a small scar on his left shoulder."
"Sexy," Linda said on a breath.
Maddie fanned her cheeks. "Is it hot in here?"
"Yeah." Linda grinned. "Lucky you didn't have sex or this room would be on fire." The sisters giggled into their mugs. "I know you
"How about a drink back at your place?" he said.
"Good idea." Pete sounded relieved and wasted no time turning round.
"So you think I should talk to her? Apologize?"
"Maybe you should just leave it."
Sam thought about it for a moment then shook his head. "Nope, can't do that."
Pete looked at him sideways. "You got it that bad, huh? In that case, I think you should talk to her, and apologize. Saying sorry never hurts."
"But I don't know what I'm apologizing for."
"Doesn't matter." He puffed heavily several times.
Sam decided to stop talking. Pete needed to save his breath for the run home.
***
"I'm joining a convent." Maddie, sitting at her sister's kitchen table, sipped her second mug of coffee in an hour. It was her fourth for the day and it wasn't even lunch time. Her system buzzed. Probably she should lay off the caffeine but she needed some excitement in her life since sex with Sam wasn't an option.
Or was it? What's a little thing like a broken heart anyway? Especially if she got to sleep with Sam. It would be worth the sacrifice.
"Can you wait till after Wednesday night?" asked Linda, jiggling Ronan on her knee. "I need a babysitter."
"Sure thing. What are spinster aunts for anyway?"
"You're not a spinster yet. You don't achieve that status until you're at least thirty-five."
Maddie groaned and banged her forehead on the table. "Life sucks. Men suck."
"Mummy," said Emily, coming through the door, "what ith Auntie Mad doing?"
"She's having a nervous breakdown, honey. It's nothing to worry about. Go and play."
Emily patted Maddie's arm then disappeared outside where David was seeing how far Palm Beach Barbie's head could spin round without snapping off.
"Do you think I'm having a nervous breakdown?" Oh God, what if she was? What did one feel like? If it felt like a caffeine rush then she was in serious trouble.
"Possibly," said Linda, "but I wouldn't worry too much yet. Wait till after Wednesday."
Maddie groaned again. "Nice to know I'm still loved."
"Maddie," Linda said on a loud sigh, "stop being so melodramatic. You dumped Sam remember."
"I didn't dump him. You have to be dating someone to dump them. We weren't dating, we were just..." She waved her hand in the air because she had no idea what to call her brief encounter with Sam.
But Linda jumped to her own conclusion. "Oh my God! You slept with him! Oh my God! I want details. I want to know everything. What were you wearing? Where did it happen? How big is it?" Her eyes were wide and Ronan gawped at the strange woman who'd possessed his mother. "I bet it's huge ," she added. "Dotty McQueen says it's the best she's ever seen, and she's seen a few."
Maddie screwed up her nose at her sister. "Too much information. And before you burst a vein, I didn't sleep with Sam."
"Oh." Linda thought about that for a moment. "Oral sex?"
Maddie shook her head.
"Phone sex?"
"No. I didn't even see him naked. Okay?"
"No." Linda sniffed. "Not okay. I'm disappointed in you. You got my hopes up."
Linda loved Pete, Maddie knew that beyond a doubt. But sometimes she wished her sister had lived a little before they'd got married because Linda's idea of a good time was to get all the juicy details out of Maddie after every date. Since none of her dates in the last six months had ended with her doing the horizontal mambo, no wonder her sister was behaving like a starved animal.
"Well, I did see him naked from the waist up," Maddie conceded.
"Oh my God! What was his body like? I bet he's got a fantastic chest."
"Hmmm, he sure has." Maddie curled her fingers round the mug and squeezed. "His skin's tanned and smooth, and there's a small scar on his left shoulder."
"Sexy," Linda said on a breath.
Maddie fanned her cheeks. "Is it hot in here?"
"Yeah." Linda grinned. "Lucky you didn't have sex or this room would be on fire." The sisters giggled into their mugs. "I know you
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