She was so different than the women I normally gravitated towards. Slim, petite, youthful. No maturity. No experience.And yet she was perfect.And she ...nspired me. I put more effort into my song. I let my fingers dance across the lyre. I had to match her song. Our voice harmonized, her soprano and my tenor. Tears burned in my cheeks. I think I loved her.I thought I loved Adelaide. Maybe I always would. But she was lost. I would never enjoy her again. Her husband had seen to that. But Xandra .... ” Imogen crossed her arms and peered at Amber.Amber bit a blob of cheese. “I prefer Japanese.” She was eyeing the ticket table.“I would let Cory decide, but why those languages? Do either of you speak--”“She doesn’t even speak Chinese, much less German,” Amber shouted at Imogen.“My mother forgot to teach me, so what?”“Is Chinese an option?” I pondered.“Imogen thinks the German guy is hot.” Amber gestured to a handsome chef at the burger grill.“Herr Yang is hot,” Imogen admitted. “He is not. I heard him getting dressed, so I wasn't surprised. Jennifer was snoring, so I left her alone. I gave some serious thought to going out for coffee. I didn't want, or need, to fake breakfast but I did want the coffee.I happened to be sitting beside the phone when it rang. It is possible that had I not been, it might have awakened Jen, but I had my doubts. She was pretty much still inside whatever kind of stupor she have fallen into. I did make sure she was breathing before I answered the. “Ems, look at me,” she says quietly.When I look up, her eyes are looking softly at me and she moves her hand down from my hair to hold my hand.“I know this dynamic is new for you. But you should also know that I’m generally a monogamous person. I’m not saying we’re there yet. But I’m also not sleeping around.”I’m embarrassed she even had to say something. I’m not usually insecure about women, but I also feel lighter after hearing her words. The thought of Lauren touching another woman makes me.