“The same goes for you.”
“I know. Deep, dark eyes came to mind—an easy smile and that voice like honey…
“You’re both available now, right?” Dillon asked, standing up from his seat. Or pink… whichever one meant that my mom was pregnant. She here?”
I took a sip of my coffee and stared at it as I placed it on the table, unsure how to explain the situation to Dillon when I was still coming to grips with what happened. Me too, baby.”
Jess lived in Kansas. With naturally crimson lips, sparkling hazel eyes, and cute dimples on her cheeks when she smiled, she looked like a princess in a cartoon, albeit one with a bit of a different build. So, that’s what I was to her: an option. I’d been good to her. After two full minutes of making out, she broke her kiss and rolled away from me so she lay on her back. “Break’s almost up, my guy. Within a year of completing her degree and getting a job, she married Henry, and our family expanded from two
