Chapter 41
“Come on, baby Fay,” she says with a smile. “Let’s go have a
drink.”
I shrug, not hating the idea, and let Fiona help me out of the
wedding gown. After I change, I follow her through the kitchen
and out into a beautiful little garden I didn’t know was here.
“Oh wow,” I say, looking around. “It’s beautiful out here.”
It really is. There’s a full grill and wet bar pressed up against the
house. Next to it is a stone patio with a hand–carved wooden
table covered by a tall pergola that has grape vines curling all
around it. The whole area is surrounded by tall hedges, keeping
out prying eyes.
Fiona bends down to remove a bottle of wine from the fridge and pops it open, filling two delicate glasses that she takes down from the rack above the sink. I sit down at the table as she brings the
glasses over.
“This is Kent’s latest vintage,” she says as I raise the glass to my lips. The wine is dry, but I feel a little bit of bubble against my lips.
as I sip.
It’s delicious. As I peer at it in the glass, I suddenly realize
something. “Wait, has Kent been the one sending the clothes up
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to my room? The ones I wear everyday?”
Fiona shrugs. “Probably. He has my wardrobe restocked every
couple of months, so he definitely has the stores on call.”
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I stare at the door, then, a little appalled to realize that Kent has made me his little Barbie doll, dressing me up so that I look just the way he wants me to..
But behind my disgust at the idea, a very little bit of me…likes it.
“It’s so nice to have a chance to sit with you one–on–one,” Fional says, interrupting my thoughts. “You know, have a little girl talk.”
I smile at her. “Yes, I agree. I used to do this all the time with my
sister.”
“Aww,” Fiona says, giving me a warm smile. You can consider me your sister now, if you want.”
I smile at her and nod.
“So!” she says, leaning forward. “How are things going with you.
and Daniel?”
I press my lips together. I definitely can’t tell her the truth–I promised Daniel I wouldn’t- but, frankly, I’m dying for someone to
talk to.
She leans in. “Don’t be shy,” she says. “You can trust me.”
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“Well,” I say, hesitating. “I mean, I really like Daniel a lot – but, I’m just not sure we’re meant to be. Romantically.”
“Why do you say that?” she says, curious. “Is the physical connection just not there?”
I hesitate, realizing that we’re getting a little too close to the truth here.
She leans forward to whisper more. “Is he no good in bed?”
I blush terribly then, biting my lip, too ashamed to admit that I have no way of knowing. And never will.
Fiona stares at me and then figures it out, sitting back with a gasp. “You mean…you never…”
My blush deepens.
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