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You can’t break up with so them

Why the hell would I have brought her to Thanksgiving if ere broken up?

“Oh by the way, Mom, she and I had sex and I castock”

Yeah, no

Not happening

Dining room table has been cleared Dishes have been wiped clean, washed, and stored away—leftovers will be evenly distributed in the uest roo

“No funny business under this roof,” Dad intones after the rest of the evening is spent talking in front of the fire, in the living roo day of pretending

Pretending to be cordial to Lilly

Ignoring her with her seated beside me, afraid to touch her or bump into her accidentally—which happened every ten seconds during dinner

Sitting near her and s her shampoo and perfume only served to remind me of her naked body, her delicate moans, how quickly I came

Everything comes down to those last few seconds

“No funny business, sir,” Jack tells him in that refined British accent the ladies all seem to love “Wouldn’t think of it”

He nudges me

I nudge hih,” I mumble

“You’re a corker, Root this” He uses the e I’ character, but I appreciate his confidence in me

After Moirls each a set of her pajaht, I suddenly find myself alone with Lilly in er than necessary, the lights and sounds fro into silence and darkness

The stark white snow outside see inside

She is sitting cross-legged on the bed when I walk back through the bedroom door; I went to my brother’s roo I used to do all the time when I lived at home

Alex is a little shit, but I love him to death

“Everything alright?” I ask Lilly, slowly closing the door behindI could leave it wide open “Why aren’t you under the covers?”

She shrugs her shoulders, clothed in my mother’s blue and white satin button-down pajaht maybe you would…want me to sleep somewhere else?”

Where? The floor?

As if I’d make her do that

I go to my desk and set my phone down “Why would I want you to sleep somewhere else? Unless you’rerooe carpet, already reaching for a pillow to thron “If anyone should take the rug, it should be me”