Page 24 of Blakely and Liam

Jess:

I know.

Me:

She’s eighteen right?

oh my god, is she eighteen?

I’m going to get fucking sued because my husband is a fucking sex offender.

Google it!

I can’t

my phone is from the dark ages

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It was an excruciatingly long time while I waited then she answered:

She’s 18.

Me:

When you saw him at dinner with her,

what did you see?

Jess:

They were across the table from each other

I saw them get up

He put his hand on her back

It looked like it might be a business meeting but then it felt touchy-feely

It gave me an icky feeling

Me:

Oh god.

I lay with the phone on my chest, my eyes roving back and forth across the ceiling.

Jess:

I hate to say it though...

Me:

What?

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