Just Desserts
“There was no logical reason to expect Layla to show up after he’d brought her the wrong sweater; he simply knew it had to be her.
He opened the door to find her standing there, her dark hair pulled into the ponytail she wore at the kitchen, her features set.
He silently stepped back to allow her to come in, feeling a deep sense of premonition. The bad kind.
“Want to sit down?”
She shook her head. “No. I just have one question for you, and I’m asking it only because I think you need some... moral support. You don’t have to answer, because, frankly, I have no right to ask.”
His stomach instantly knotted. “Go ahead.”
It took her a few seconds before she said quietly, “This is so personal, but…” She closed her eyes briefly. “I want to know if you and Rachel might have dealt with something that’s affecting your life now.”
The bottom dropped out of his world. Just like that.
He swallowed. Or tried to. “Why…?”
Layla’s expression was pained, as if it hurt her to ask.MoreLess
He opened the door to find her standing there, her dark hair pulled into the ponytail she wore at the kitchen, her features set.
He silently stepped back to allow her to come in, feeling a deep sense of premonition. The bad kind.
“Want to sit down?”
She shook her head. “No. I just have one question for you, and I’m asking it only because I think you need some... moral support. You don’t have to answer, because, frankly, I have no right to ask.”
His stomach instantly knotted. “Go ahead.”
It took her a few seconds before she said quietly, “This is so personal, but…” She closed her eyes briefly. “I want to know if you and Rachel might have dealt with something that’s affecting your life now.”
The bottom dropped out of his world. Just like that.
He swallowed. Or tried to. “Why…?”
Layla’s expression was pained, as if it hurt her to ask.MoreLess
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