Back When You Least Expect It
Chapters (24)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. i
  5. ii
  6. iii
  7. iv
  8. v
  9. vi
  10. vii
  11. viii
  12. ix
  13. x
  14. xi
  15. xii
  16. xiii
  17. xiv
  18. xv
  19. xvi
  20. xvii
  21. xviii
  22. Afterword
  23. About The Author
  24. Books By This Author

Hannah’s eyes now dart between the two of them, her forehead scrunched up. “You two were… a couple?”

Caroline shakes her head quickly, but it’s Kris who makes a pfft sound. “They’d never last as a couple.”

Hannah’s stare is on her and only her now, but Caroline can’t decipher a thing other than the little crinkle between her eyebrows. “When was that?”

“A long time ago.” Is all she manages to get out, feeling far more tongue-tied than usual with the alcohol and the intensity of Hannah’s stare.

Probably because she’s being questioned by the woman she’s in love with about her prior sex life and that’s not a position she’s really ever been in. That could be it.

“Five years ago! The first time I tried to lure Caroline out to join my firm in New York when she came to visit.” Jess chimes in before leaning in and kissing Caroline’s cheek. “Why so shy tonight?”

“Honestly! You’re never one to shy away from the sex talk,” Lacey adds. “Like. Never.”

Her friends weren’t wrong – Caroline is typically always down for sex talk with little to no embarrassment, even if she’s regaling a story of her own misfortune. But it’s not something she and Hannah have ever delved into in spite of the months of closeness between them.

There’s no reason she should feel nervous or ashamed of the single weekend she’d hooked up with Jess; it’s never once felt awkward between them. And it’s a lot for her mind to process right now, so instead she lays down with a groan.

She’s so incredibly glad that she doesn’t have to try to come up with anything to say because Miranda is already over it and asking, “What about you, Hannah? You’re single. You have sex stories?”

And even though she knows Hannah’s sex life is essentially the same as hers, she’s still waiting on baited breath for the answer.

“Um, no.” Hannah’s response is sharp and short before she throws back the half-full margarita glass in her hand rather than expand, and Caroline’s rather glad. Actually, really glad.

She’s not entirely sure she has enough control right now to not show any reaction to Hannah talking about sex.

Mostly, she’s even more glad when the conversation shifts away from sex and she can breathe easy again.

***

They go to bed at the same time that night, both crawling into their original sides from the night before.