Chapter 53

“I know you don’t want to hear this,” she said warily, “but you do realize you shouldn’t have slept with him at all, right?”

Jack snorted. “You say that like I was the one who started it. He kissed me first.”

“You kissed him the night you were drunk.”

“That was different.”

“Really?”

“Yes. It didn’t go anywhere. And I was drunk.” He cradled his tea. “Extenuating circumstances.”

“But that opened the door, didn’t it?”

Jack frowned. “Weren’t you the one who was trying to make that first kiss into a whole lot of something? You kept nattering on about Paul and how I was the one making things worse.”

“Well, sleeping together is kind of worse.”

“He kissed me first!”

“Why didn’t you just leave after what happened in the shower?”

Jack stared at her with a single cocked brow.

Wendy flushed. “Okay. Dumb question. How about after dinner? Why didn’t you go then?”