”I sensed my face flush. “It’s only because we’ll be leaving in less than a fortnight.”“I’m teasing you. I seem to recall there’s a pa...ty at Forêt Dore this weekend. I’m sure Hanover would be pleased to meet his English relatives. Like most Americans he’s fascinated with his roots.”“Do you really think it’s possible?”“Yes, Eleanor, it’s a cinch. Don’t worry; when I explain to him you’re an ardent fan, he’ll jump at the chance. He adores an audience, in particular a female one.”Patricia Rockwell. ”“Snogged?”“Kissing and stuff.” She glanced at Jeff with hunger in her eyes. “Like I’ve been wishing I could do to you again.”Jeff shot her a matching look of his own. “Yeah, me too.”She bumped shoulders. “Come on, let’s kill some zombies.”Jeff was dragged from game to game for over an hour, spending his hard-earned vacation money to entertain them all. Shawna kicked his ass shooting zombies with shotguns. Lori made him slice up virtual fruit with her on a huge screen but kept pushing and. ”“Long-term, short-term, all the terms,” he declared.“Then we do need to have a conversation.”“What did I do?”“A conversation about family.” “My mum was kidding. Her ancestors weren’t really involved with the Salem Witch Trials. Her family is from Kenya. She’s never even visited Massachusetts.”“You and me.” I blurted out, “Do you want to be a father?”“Are you pregnant?”“No. I'm not. I am asking a general question. Which is related to our specific relationship.”“I hadn't thought about. The two had just been having a real good time as two friends, but now the mood changed rapidly. All the sexier events from last night came rushing back to Scarlett. She realised that the reason Jena was around was that they had sex last night. Of course she had known that all along, but the vivid memories from last night rushing through her head made it very clear. Scarlett started to feel her pussy stir as she remembered what a wonderful time they had last night. Jena could somehow sense.