Page 141 of The Pact
“Do you think about the fact that things might change once all your funds are distributed after the year is up?”
I just stare at her, not really sure how to answer. So, I settle on, “I know it’s part of the trust, but I don’t feel like I need to hand him divorce papers after the year is up.”
Alie smiles.
I look down, feeling suddenly exposed.
“Why are you smiling like that? Don’t make that face.”
“What face?”
“The one where you’re pleased with yourself.”
“I’m not pleased with myself. I’m pleased foryou.”
“Worse.”
She laughs, stands, and rounds her desk. “Come sit on the couch with me.”
I roll my eyes, but there’s warmth in my chest.
When I sit, she turns her body toward mine, tucking her feet under her legs.
“And you two are …” she asks carefully. “Are you … actually together?”
“You mean, sleeping together?”
She puts her arm on the back of the couch and touches my shoulder. “That’s part of my question, yes.”
“Then that answer is yes.”
Alie’s eyes widen slightly.
I shake my head. “There you go, making things weird again.”
“I do not make things weird.”
I laugh despite myself.
“No details?”
“You don’t give me details about your and Liam’s sex life.”
“Well, no, but you’ve seen Liam naked. You know what’s going on down there.”
“If you’re only asking if he’s as gorgeous naked as he is in person, then yes. But I knew that before I started sleeping with him.” I wink playfully.
“So I bet it’s mindblowing?” She drops her head back and sighs. “God bless football players.”
“Indeed. Their stamina is unmatched.”
We look at each other and laugh.
“I’m happy for you, Pres.”
“For having a good sex life?”
“Well, yes, but you deserve this. And so does he.”
