Vanilla. Megan Hart
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Название: Vanilla
Автор: Megan Hart
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы
isbn: 9781474027847
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We talked on the phone several times a week and texted more than that. I sighed and hugged her. My mother had gotten so much smaller over the past few years. We used to be about the same height—not that we’d seen eye to eye very often. Now it seemed almost like I could rest my chin on top of her head.
“I’ll call you.” I paused. Then, though I prayed the answer would be negative, asked, “So, you’re not coming to the gallery show on Friday night?”
My mother shook her head. “To what, see you in some more of those pictures? No, thank you!”
“I could email them to you,” I offered with a blankly innocent expression that Evan and I had both perfected as teens to totally flip my mother’s shit. “The pictures, I mean.”
“No, thank you!”
I laughed, though part of me cringed at the way she categorized what I considered art. And honestly, how she categorized what I considered one of the most significant parts of me. I hugged her again anyway, though, because she was my mother. Then I got the hell out of that house and headed for home.
Alex and Olivia were not coming to the gallery show. They’d planned months ago to go out of town for the weekend. Alex had, however, told me it was okay if I wanted to take off early to go home and get ready. I knew that was so he could leave early himself without feeling guilty, if Alex Kennedy could ever be said to feel guilt. I suspected he rarely did, which was one of the reasons we’d become friends instead of only coworkers.
“I’m not sure you’re the one who gets to decide what time I leave,” I said, putting a few last minute bits of data into a client file and glancing to where he lounged in my doorway. “I mean, I’m the one who prints the paychecks. So.”
“Yeah, well, we have direct deposit, so yeah, fuck your logic.”
I laughed. “Wow. What a great workplace environment.”
“You love it,” he said and tossed a paper plane at me that I hadn’t even noticed he held.
I caught it in midair. “Where you going for the weekend?”
“A nude beach,” Alex said.
I swiveled again in my chair. “What?”
“Gotcha. Have you ever gone to one of those?”
“A nude beach.” I shuddered. “No. Are you really going?”
“How about one of those all-inclusive sex resorts?”
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