Chapter 21: Change of Plans
Aunt Sarah piles pancakes onto two plates that I hold out to her—one for Dan, the other for me. “Have a seat,” my lover says, holding Caitlin’s vacated chair out for me.
“No, you.” When he starts to protest, I shake my head. “Sit, baby. The food’s getting cold.”
Without further argument, Dan slides into the chair and I set one plate down in front of him. I look around but there really isn’t room left—people keep strolling through the kitchen, making it almost impossible to sit on the floor, and no one else at the table seems willing to part with their seats yet. “Sit here,” Dan tells me, pushing his chair out and patting his knee. There’s a gleam in his eye that makes me think of our bed in the other room. When I don’t answer immediately, he tugs at the leg o
