34 | BROKEN DREAMS

JOY

I walked upstairs quickly after the call ended.

Shelly knew, me being me, I would’ve rather had takeout than having to cook, so she had taken the initiative and done the cooking. We settled down around the small table in the living room with our plates filled with delicious cream pasta.

We laughed and talked about different things during dinner, and when it was done, I stayed back to help with the dishes while the twins were playing monopoly in the living room.

"So, how is everything with you and Vincent?" Shelly asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Everything's great." I flashed a smile at her. Had she heard my moans? Oh, God, that would’ve been so embarrassing.

But her expressions tightened and she said, "Well, I’ve heard some rumours about him being . . . a ladies’ man."

I didn't know what to say. Pretty much everyone knew Vince and how he’d been for years. And I had expected to face this question, but ne