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.But she didn’t know everything that had been going on with me in the past couple of weeks.“And it’s getting worse, Sukey.I’ve…I’ve lost control during a session.”This got her eyebrows up.“With one of your hypnotherapy clients?”I nodded.“I caught it in time, and it was the last appointment of the day and I was tired, but still…And the telepathy has been getting worse, too.”“You mean stronger,” she countered.“Huh?”“You said ‘worse.’ You meant stronger.Telepathy isn’t a bad thing.”I wasn’t sure I agreed.I didn’t mind the link Sukey and I shared; it was easy to control, and I could turn it off when I didn’t want to be disturbed.Plus, it came in handy at work, since I hadn’t bothered to install an intercom.“What’s going on over here?” asked Grant.“You were laughing so hard I thought I was going to have to get you a paper bag to breathe into.”“Hypnotherapy humor,” said Sukey.“You had to be there.”“I guess I probably wouldn’t get it, since Mercy’s never hypnotized me.”I winced.Little did he know.Sukey’s face changed, and I saw she was looking over my shoulder.She seemed pleased to see someone, but there was something else in her expression, too.Puzzled, I turned, and Sukey’s ambivalence made sense.Sam Falls had just walked in the door.Could my night get any more fucking perfect?2I’d never before tried to be friends with an ex-boyfriend.First, I’d never had friends before.Second, I’d never had a boyfriend before Sam, not a real one.Therefore, it was to be expected that I wasn’t any more comfortable with this relationship than I was with any of my others.It didn’t help that he looked totally at ease.“Hi, Mercy.I see the gang’s all here.Except—” He scanned the room.“Tino’s in jail,” supplied Sukey.“Something about a probation violation.” She got up and hugged Sam unselfconsciously.“Where’ve you been, stranger? We never see you anymore.”“I’ve been sailing a bit.And Dad’s caregiver quit.I’m using a service now, but until they find someone he’s comfortable with, I need to be over there a lot.” Sam’s father had Alzheimer’s disease, and had good days and bad days.“Hi, Sam,” I said more quietly.However awkward the situation had seemed a moment before, it was worse now.Sukey had gotten off her bar stool to hug my ex-boyfriend.What was I supposed to do, shake his hand?“Here, take my seat.I want to get the rest of the scoop on Tino from Hilda.” She gave me a look that was far from subtle.She’d been almost more upset than I was over the breakup, and she made no secret of the fact that she thought I should be doing something to “get him back.” Which sounded a little too Scarlett O’Hara for me.Sam hesitated.“Do you mind?” He nodded at the seat.“Go ahead.” His arm brushed against me, and I smelled his familiar scent.Salt water, soap, with a hint of marine fuel.He owned the local gas dock and boat rental, and usually slept on his own sailboat a few nights a week.A rush of longing caught me unaware.I wanted to touch his face, to tousle his sun-streaked hair, to lean into him and let him put his arms around me.I wanted to put my nose against the back of his neck and inhale.Not that I had ever done any such thing in public, even when we were together.I kept my eyes averted in case the raw hunger showed.“What’s this about Tino?” he asked, as Jimbo brought him a beer without the necessity of ordering.“I’m just hearing about it.Apparently he went over to try to talk to the gang about leaving.Negotiations must have gotten out of hand, and he’s in jail.Hilda and Grant plan to pay his bail in the morning.”Sam nodded, unperturbed.Jimbo had probably been right that Tino was no stranger to the inside of a cell.I waited for Sam to take up the conversation—he had chosen to sit next to me, after all—but he didn’t.I was usually comfortable with silence, but nothing about tonight was making me relaxed.“What were you saying about your father?” I asked, sticking to a topic that felt safe.“Ramón, the man who was staying at the house on weekends, quit.Which is too bad, because he was really good with Dad.” Sam took a pull on the beer.“I’m having a hard time finding someone to replace him.”Another twinge of guilt pricked me.I’d never met Sam’s father, despite the fact he’d invited me to meet him about one week into our acquaintance.I’d made plans to go to his house several times, but with one thing and another, I’d always ended up cancelling.It had never been intentional.I hadn’t been avoiding the meeting.Had I?“I’ve heard rumors,” Sam went on quietly, “about a birthday party.It’s supposed to be a surprise party, but I didn’t think you’d like that much.”“I wouldn’t.” I was annoyed.I knew Sukey disapproved of the breakup, but I hadn’t thought she would go so far as to invite Sam to a party she was throwing for me.“But don’t worry, I already guessed what the Balboa Scooby-Doo gang was up to and headed them off.”As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I winced inwardly [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]