I turn and walk out, heading to the car with Harper laughing.
When we get in, I lean my head against the headrest, sighing as I do. All of today comes crashing around me, not that it didn’t while I was sitting in the slammer. Something I never thought I’d be thinking, but here we are.
“You really fucked up this time, Tris,” Harper says as she pulls out onto the road.
“You’re like the third person to tell me this. I wasn’t sure that it was really true until now,” I say with sarcasm.
My sister ignores me. “I’m serious. You let their horses out? What were you thinking?”
Oh, I see. She actually thinks I did it.
Good, that’s the best-case scenario here. If she actually thinks it’s because I was sleeping with the woman I…I stop myself there. I will not go down that path.
After Lark left, all I did was think about her. Why she came. That she came. The way our very convenient sexual relationship has started to become something else.
If Harper knew where I really was, this conversation would probably be much more hostile.
“I clearly wasn’t thinking.”
Harper huffs. “I really didn’t think you did it.”
Because I really didn’t do it. That said, she doesn’t suspect I’m sleeping with Lark, and I’d like to keep it that way.
Speaking of Lark…I grab my phone and text her to let her know all is well.
Hey, I’m out. Thanks for coming by, it does mean a lot to me.
Jenna Talia
I’m mad at you.
Seems to be a common theme.
Jenna Talia
No, I’m serious. I’m pissed. You should’ve let me tell the truth.
As much as I love being lectured by the women in my life, I’m going to ask you to hold off until tonight. Then you can berate me all you’d like.
Jenna Talia
At least you’ll be prepared for it then.
But I’ll see you tonight?
Jenna Talia
Yes. After I work with a horse and try to keep myself from wanting to throttle you.
So any normal day. Got it.
Yeah, what man doesn’t love hearing all the ways he’s wrong? Also, athank youwouldn’t have killed her. I do have a permanent record now thanks to her.
“So what happens now? Are you released into my custody?” Harper asks with a grin.
“It’s a slap on the wrist. I’ll go see the judge, pay a fine, probably be warned not to do it again. It’s not as bad as it sounds.” At least that’s what Jimmy tried to explain when I was tuning him out after Lark came.
However, if Lark’s family wants to press charges for damages, then I’m in a whole heap of shit.
