“I... uh…”
Angela’s question takes me by surprised and I’m off-guard.
“I mean…”
Angela watches with anticipation. I expect outrage, but instead she seems more excited than anything, to learn the truth.
“No, we haven’t… had sex.” Sort of. Mostly. “But…”
“You want to,” Angela says, filling in the blanks for me. “And he does, too.”
“How do you know that?” I ask.
Angela shrugs. “You are his type.”
I frown. Isn’t Beau’s type a woman with a pulse?
Either way, it’s nice to have Angela’s understanding and not her judgement.
“Honestly, I don’t blame you one bit. You are attractive and in a home filled with four attractive brothers. It would make sense for them to be hot for you and you hot for them. I’d be more surprised if nothing happened.”
“It’s not like that…” I start to say, but
