That was what I had to focus on.
Lies. Lies. Lies.
They were there, wanting for me to acknowledge them.
“I’m so glad she’s found someone who makes her happy. Hannah needs it. She’s had a rough time,” Mrs. Whelan was saying, watching her girls.
“I’m glad she found me too,” I said.
I cared about her.
Hannah Whelan.
That was what mattered.
Right?
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“Thank you for coming with me. Even with my mother there, it was a nice evening,” Hannah said once we were back in the car. She was in a good mood. I was trying not to let my suspicion ruin our evening.
Even if I worried she was a liar.
Liar, liar, pants on fire.
“Are you okay?” Hannah asked, picking up on my silence.
I put my hand on the back of her neck, my fingers sliding up into her hair. “I’m great. It was a nice evening. Your sister is amazing. And your mom isn’t so bad. A little nosy, but what mother isn’t?”
I massaged the back of her head, loving the way she practically purred at my touch.
Forget about the other stuff.
“I don’t know about Mom, but Charlotte is wonderful.” Hannah sighed as I pressed into the tight muscles of her neck. She turned the car onto her street, driving slowly.
“And you’re a wonderful sister,” I told her. Hannah pulled into her driveway and killed the engine. It was dark out and she had forgotten to leave a light on outside. The air was heavy inside the car for many different reasons.
Hannah shifted so that she faced me. She reached for me and I went willingly. Our lips met and I could still taste the pizza on her tongue.
“Sometimes I think I could be something so much better. That Charlotte deserves more than I can give her,” Hannah whispered against my mouth.
I deepened our kiss. I wouldn’t think about deceit and strange connections. I would only think about Hannah and what I wanted to do to her.
My hand slipped up her shirt, finding smooth skin. My fingers danced along her ribs, tracing the edge of her bra. I couldn’t wait to get her back to my place.
But she lies. About her job. About her sister. What else isn’t she being honest about?
No!
Stop it!
I kissed her harder. Urgently. I needed her to drown out the voice.
To murder it completely.
I was happy with Hannah.
So happy…
