“I’m going on tour, which has been in the works for years. I can’t be running when all I’m doing is going to work.”
Kara smirked, then straightened her back and leaned over the table like she had a huge secret to share. “You don’t have to be getting physically farther away to be running.”
“Fuck that.”
Kara raised an eyebrow at Sarah, and Sarah muttered an apology before Kara started again. “Did you or did you not sleep with the handsome, talented, hot and cold B&B owner?”
“She doesn’t own it yet.”
“Semantics. Sarah, quit avoiding. I’m serious.”
Sarah narrowed her gaze with a glare. She drew in a deep breath, spinning the glass in front of her in circles. “I’m not avoiding, really. What is there to run from? It was a week.”
“Two weeks.”
“A week, not even a week. But whatever.”
“You were there for two weeks.”
“Yeah, but we didn’t...it was less than a week.”
“Sarah, I know you really well by this point. Trust me when I say the attraction started well before you two were boinking.”
“Boinking? What are we? Twelve?”
“You’renot because you’re old. I, however, am a spirited, young, barely twenty-something.”
“Shut up.” Sarah finished her beer, wishing she could have another already at the table waiting for her. She’d been thinking non-stop about Eli whenever she wasn’t thinking about her music or her tour, but then she’d sing the song that started it all, the song that was on the radio when she’d figured out Eli knew who she was the entire flipping time.
When the waitress came back, Sarah ordered food and another beer while Kara just ordered food. She rubbed her fingers together and bounced her foot as she waited impatiently for the waitress to return, but Kara’s hand on hers stopped her in her tracks.
“What happened?”
“What do you mean? We hooked up. I had to come back to Dallas, and that was the end of it. It’s not like there were any promises of forever or proposals in the mix. I was gone for two freakin’ weeks, Kara, I’m not that fast. I am not a U-Haul lesbian.”
The quirk on Kara’s lips brought a moment of satisfaction, but it was quickly dashed when Kara asked the one question she hadn’t thought of.
“Did you want that?”
She knew she’d gone pale. She stumbled and hesitated and pulled back on her answer.Had she wanted that? Had she wanted more?Ideally, she had always wanted more. She was not the kind of woman who could readily move from one relationship to the next. She liked stability. As much as her career didn’t afford that, her personal life did. Rubbing her lips, Sarah nodded. “Yeah, maybe I did.”
“Maybe?”
“I don’t know. I need to think about that one.” Sarah let out a sigh of relief when the waitress showed up with her second beer. She needed it to calm the nerves Kara was suddenly finding so interesting to touch and play with.
“Is she young?”
Sarah narrowed her eyes. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“Because, Sarah, a lot of young people aren’t looking for the same things you old folks are looking for. So...is she young?”
“She’s younger than me, yes.”
“How much?”
“What is this? Twenty questions?”
“Because you haven’t told me anything about her.” Kara’s voice had risen with an accusatory tone to it.