Page 128 of An Indecent Longing

Her heart tripped over itself and began to race but her brain froze.

Ben and Ian were here? Why?

Her immediate response was to agree to allow them up. But her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth and she couldn’t speak.

Neither of them had called or texted since Saturday night. Hadn’t contacted her in any way.

It hurt. She couldn’t deny that.

She wasn’t sure she was ready to see them. She wasn’t sure she would ever be ready to see them.

Even though that’s exactly what she wanted.

“Tell them I’m not accepting visitors tonight. Thank you, Mr. Charles.”

“Of course, Ms. Haverstick. You have a good night.”

She hadn’t had a good night since she’d been in bed with Ben and Ian..

With a sigh, she grabbed the phone she used to contact her sister.

Hey. What are you doing?

Nothing. How’s it going?

Shitty. And you?

Fucking awful.

Dorrie laughed, and the tears she’s been blinking out of her eyes leaked down her cheeks. Trust Risa to make her feel better and worse.

Do me a favor and give my street name to your doorman. I’m on my way over.

You shouldn’t.

Fuck it.

And that was so totally Risa, Dorrie knew she couldn’t say no.

Fifteen minutes later, her sister knocked. Dorrie barely had the door closed before Risa threw her arms around her shoulders and hugged the shit out of her.

Dorrie returned the tight hug with one of her own until they both began to laugh.

“Wow.” Dorrie sniffled. “We’re a miserable pair, aren’t we?”

Risa pulled back and shook her head, the hood of her sweatshirt falling to reveal her distinctive blonde hair gathered in a messy knot at her nape. Risa would never be caught in public like this. Only Dorrie and their dad ever got to see this side of her.

“Not for long.” Risa waved the large brown shopping bag in her one hand where Dorrie wouldn’t miss it.

“I have at least ten completely idiotic romantic comedies, two bottles of champagne, a bottle of Limoncello, a bottle of Chambord, a two gallons of ice cream and a box of brownies from that bakery on Christian.”

Dorrie felt tears begin to gather.

“Ian and Ben just stopped by.”

Risa’s eyes widened. “What?! Are you kidding me? What did they want?”

“I don’t know. I told the doorman I didn’t want to see them.”

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