“Before you suggest that politely declining will solve the problem, Hil will keep at it until you capitulate. We may as well get it over with sooner than later. It should be easy enough to have a decent argument about politics. You can call me a few choice names and that will let her down gently.”

“That’s not really my style.”

“I know. You retreat from conflict. But this is your chance to stand up for yourself in a safe and controlled environment.” He winked at her. “So really, I’m looking after both you and Mom. I promise I’ll bring good wine.”

Alice felt unexpected sympathy for Hilary. “Sorry, Dan, but I’ve got plans this Sunday.”

He pressed his hand over his heart. “You can’t put some random bloke you barely know ahead of a good mate.”

She laughed, mostly immune to the repertoire of actions and phrases he used to get what he wanted. “I’m not standing you up for a random bloke. I’m keeping a promise to Holly Waxman. We’re experimenting with clay.”

Dan sighed and dished up the meal. “And this is exactly my point. Kids get in the way of everything.”

Alice appreciated it when Dan said things like this. It kept her grounded on the few occasions her post-sex hormones built castles in the air. “We could argue about that in front of your mother on Saturday night if you like.”

“You’re hilarious.” He twirled some noodles onto his fork. “Let’s workshop your first column so it kicks ass and encourages people to send in questions.”

Her heart gave an odd kick. No! She reminded herself this wasn’t Dan being supportive. This was self-interest—he was making sure she didn’t use their experience in the column. She was not going to be one of those women who let herself fall for a man who couldn’t offer her what she wanted. This was fun, pure and simple and right now she needed it.

“How about we eat fast and have sex instead?”

He shot her his best smile. “You’re on.”

An hour later, Alice rolled off him, grinning like an idiot as relief consumed her. The cream Lacey had prescribed worked like a charm.

“Thank God. I thought you might have traded me in by now for a newer model.”

“You’re safe until summer,” Dan teased before giving her a long and considered look. “You know I’ve got no complaints, Twin Two, and surely the most important thing is that you’re more comfortable?”

She knew she should agree but she felt herself prevaricate.

“Alice, Alice, Alice.” Dan shook his head as if she’d just failed a test. “You’ve gotta demand your rights in and out of bed.”

“I’m getting better at it.”

He kissed her lightly on the forehead. “Keep practicing.”