“Only fair,” I muse as I spoon up a big dollop and lick the spoon, letting the delicious ice cream melt in my mouth.
She shakes her head but lets me finish off her dessert.
“Look,” she starts then and leans closer towards me. “Kristian loves you. You love him. Just give him some time to come to terms with your past—it’s a big mouthful for anyone to swallow, after all—and do try not to worry too much all the time. Please?”
I sigh and shake my head slowly.
“I’ll try. I can’t make any promises, but I’lltry.”
She frowns a little but then nods once. I hope she’s satisfied with my answer.
“Time will tell, I suppose,” shesays.
I narrow my eyes at the wicked gleam inhers.
“Time will tell what, exactly?” I ask, suspicious as well as prepared for the worst.
“If his boabie misses your fanny just asmuch.”
My mouth pops open in shock, before I break out in hysterical laughter for the first time in twodays.
“Aaah, I love you,” I laugh, not even giving a damn when a wayward snort leaves my mouth.
“Love you, too, babe,” she smiles atme.