We ignored it, lost in each other.
"Dad!"
I pulled back, breathing for a moment as I stared into Karen's eyes, our gaze locked.
I want you.
"And that, boys, is how it isdone," Jay said with a laugh. "Now I know where Hayden gets all his moves from. Kudos, Daddy-o! And to you, Ms. Karrie. You both are—" He made a sizzling sound. "—on fire!"
Karen blushed, ducking her head. "Maybe we could change the subject?"
I nodded, reluctantly letting her go. As she turned back to the table, allowing Jay to gently niggle her and giving back as good as she got, one thought played across my mind.
She's out of my league.
7
Karen
"And you kissed him?" Hannah asked, her eyes wide on the screen.
"Yep. And, spoiler, it wasgood." I grinned, completely unrepentant.
"Phew." Chrissy fanned a hand in front of her face, her expression dreamy. "Maybe I should take up zip-lining."
I cackled. "Yeah, sure. Maybe after the baby comes and you're not a billion months pregnant."
She waved a hand in my direction. "Details."
"Your turn Mistress H, how did the meat load therapy go?"
Hannah's rapt expression soured, her eyes losing some of their spark. "Horrid. Christine, I blame you."
"For?"
Hannah dropped her head in her hands. "Everything."
A small message popped up on my screen.
Chrissy
Uh-oh. This is serious, I've never seen Hannah like this before.
Karen
Let me wield my magic.
"Mistress, do we need to make this a safe sharing corner?"
Hannah nodded, her head still in her hands.
"Alright, Wicked Women. Mistress H is asking for a safe space which means we're all here to support her. Shoot, Mistress."
Hannah sucked in a breath and then raised her head. "I might be attracted to someone. And he might not be attracted to me. In fact, I am certain he isn't."
"How are you certain?"
"He said so."
