“Well?” Lyla snapped at me. I reached up with my right hand and slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her down, kissing harder. Okxxx “What are you doing here?”
“Papers to sign, and wanted to make sure the house was all set for when I turn over the keys.” She looked around, “looks good.”
“Ya, I only have this floor left to clean.”
“Want some help?”
“Ya, definitely.” And we got to work. “She…” I thought about telling her the truth, but decided against the details… “it just wasn’t working out, maybe it was the distance or something, I dunno.”
“Oh, I’m sorry sweetie.” She obviously knew that wasn’t the whole story, but didn’t pry. I reached up with my right hand and slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her down, kissing harder.
