?”“Yeah, Mom and I had sex,” Davies said, no hint of embarrassment in his voice.“Incest is perfectly fine,” I said with a wave, my thoughts ...rickling. “In fact, your mother and brother are discovering that fact right now.”A low, “Fuck me!” came from below. “Fuck me, yes!”Davies was already sinking onto the bed. He put an arm around Kimmie's shoulder, his other hand turning her face to his. Then he leaned in and kissed her on the lips, angling his head so their noses didn't bump. His kiss wasn't. He was the only one who she could ever trust with her life. They spent her birthday together, it felt like it was only the two of them in the entire world. She was never a fan of big parties so that evening they spent with Sophies family and a few friends in the pub, all she wanted was a nice meal and a few drinks with the people she loved. It was the 1st time she’d ever had a drink and she certainly knew it, her body temperature slowly started to go up, she slowly started to feel wet and she. ”“Natalie. Ms. Parker makes me feel old.”“You’re actually surprisingly young.”“Am I Reese? For what exactly?”“I think of most lawyers as old, white fifty-year-old men, I guess. And you’re definitely not that.”I realize what I said after it comes out of my mouth. But she simply smiles and continues the banter. Or is it flirtation?“We have some of those if you want me to find you one?”“No, thanks. I get attached easily. We’ve already established something,” I say as I smile back at her.“Well, in. Joe laughed and said, "Don't make it too fancy, buttercup, or the stable hands won't feel comfortable." I'm talking paint, mostly," Carol said. "Maybe new floor covering. Something impervious to dirt that's easily cleaned, and the bathroom will need new fixtures. A large armoire with drawers for each hand. Indian rugs on the floor. Western décor."Joe laughed again. "What? No frilly curtains?"She laughed with him. "If you want frilly curtains, cowboy, you'll get frilly curtains, but frilly won't.