“She knows that’s all it is, right? Great sex?” Anja knew Miri was usually very up-front about the fact that she wasn’t into commitment, but since they were talking about Susanne’s sister, she wanted to make sure. The situation was complicated enough as it was.

“Actually…” Miri’s grin transformed into a soft smile. “This time that’s not all it is. I thought it was, but she keeps surprising me. I keep surprising me when I’m with her.”

“Oh wow.” Anja hadn’t expected that. She had rarely seen her friend like this. Miri jumped into relationships much faster than she did, but she didn’t often become serious about it so quickly.

“We don’t know each other very well yet, except in the Biblical sense, of course,” Miri added with a wink, “but I could easily fall in love with her. Being with her is just so easy. So right.”

Anja nodded to herself. That’s what being with Susanne felt like too, and the flutter in her belly told her that she, too, could easily fall in love. If you aren’t already, a voice in her head helpfully pointed out. She silenced it immediately.

“God, listen to me.” Miri laughed and scrubbed her hands over her face. “Gooey like a marshmallow.”

“What about Franzi? Is she open to more than a weekend fling?”

“She feels the same.” Miri beamed. “We decided to try to make this work.”

“How? She lives eight hundred kilometers away.”

Miri shrugged. “That’s what planes and trains are for.” At the skeptical look Anja gave her, she added, “Look, we’re not sending out wedding invitations quite yet. Maybe it’ll work out; maybe it won’t. But I really enjoy her company, in and out of bed, and I want to see where this can go, so why not give it a try?”

It sounded so easy. Could it be as simple for her and Susanne?

Miri slid closer and nudged her. “Now let’s stop talking about me and start telling me about you and Susanne! You really kissed her?”

“Well, we never established who kissed whom first, but…” She exhaled. “Yeah.”

Miri did a little dance on the bench, wiggling her shoulders. “Woo-hoo! How was it? Is she as good a kisser as her sister?”

Anja glared at her but then gave in. “Let’s just say that if Franzi was a better kisser than her sister, you would still be in Berlin.”

“Oh, it was a close call, believe me. So you and Susanne decided to give it a go too? That’s so cool!” Miri clapped her hands, making Gino jump up and bark once. She shushed him. “We can go out on a double date next Saturday before I drag Franzi back to bed.”