Chapter 6“Alone at last,” Brad quipped, instantly regretting his words when Alexia frowned at him. “It was only a joke since everyone’s gone to bed but us.”
“Not me,” Margie said, strolling into the living room. With a sigh she flopped down on one of the sofas.
“I hope I didn’t…that your boyfriend didn’t…” Alexia said hesitantly.
“Pick up on what your words really meant? No, he didn’t. I almost wish he had. Hiding what I am is getting harder and harder and I hate it.”
Tentatively Alexia sat down at the other end of the sofa. When Margie didn’t get up and move Alexia asked, “Does he love you?”
Margie nodded. “I think so. Well, to be truthful, I know he does which is another thing that’s not fair to him.”
“That he loves you?” Brad asked, puzzled.
Alexia glanced at him. “I’d say she me
