Her smile grew wider, so much that I could see her small but noticeable animal fangs.
“…thank you for listening to me, Kay,” I replied, smiling too. “But, actually…”
I didn’t quite know how to approach the subject. Nor did I want to ask my friend what s****l life was like with a husband like hers, because that crossed a boundary that made me uncomfortable just thinking about it.
“What’s wrong? Is something bad?” Kaylee asked, seeing how hesitant I was.
“No, no… everything is wonderful, except that… well… he’s coming back this weekend, and we’ll be alone, and I… I mean, I don’t know… I don’t even know how to talk about this, isn’t it stupid?” I laughed, trying to ease the discomfort. “I mean, maybe there’s a chance of… uh… well, I told him to bring condoms.”
I was sure it wouldn’t be a
