“Because it can’t.”
“You’re going to have to be much more specific than that if you want my opinion. Was the sex bad?”
“What? No. It was hot and so good, but…” She blushed thinking about the things she’d let him do to her. “It’s just…it’s not right.”
Allie was silent for a few moments, munching on her popcorn. “Do you feel guilty because you’re having sex with someone other than Brent? Like you’ve betrayed him in some way?”
Sabrina shook her head slowly, thinking about Allie’s question. “No,” she whispered. “I feel a lot of things but I don’t feel guilty because we had sex. I don’t even feel guilty that it was amazing sex. I do feel that somehow I lost a piece of Brent by giving myself to another man, if that makes sense.”
Allie’s eyes softened. “Totally makes sense, but Hon, you’ve got to realize that you’ll always carry a piece of Brent with you. He’s in your children and he’s still in your heart and soul. But the thing is, your heart has room for someone else. That’s the cool thing about life. There’s always room for more love.”
“Oh God, we’re so not there,” Sabrina said in a rush.
Allie’s eyes narrowed a bit and she offered Sabrina the popcorn bag. “Is that the problem? You want more from Teague than a summer fling?”
“My problem is that it doesn’t really matter what I want, does it? I have two kids to think about. They’ve already lost so much. I can’t let them get attached to a man who has no intention of sticking around, especially a man who doesn’t even live in this country. Hell…” She threw her hands up into the air. “I don’t know when he’s leaving. I don’t know where he lives. Florida maybe? New York? Boston? I have no idea what his plans are. And I sure as hell don’t know what he thinks about our situation.”
“Then ask him.”
Sabrina’s mouth dropped open but no words came out.
“Ask him,” Allie repeated with a grin. “You guys need to have the fuck-buddy conversation.”
An elderly woman a few rows down glanced over her shoulder and cleared her throat.
“The what?” Sabrina whispered hoarsely.
Allie waved at the older lady and leaned closer to Sabrina. “The fuck-buddy conversation. You need to know what his intentions are and you need to figure out what it is that you want from him. If you want some sort of relationship, he’s either in or out and if Teague’s not into the R-word, then cut him off at the knees. Like right now. See ya later. Because that will not be good for you or the kids.” Allie crumpled the now empty bag.
“But if each of you just want to explore the whole sex thing and there sure as hell isn’t anything wrong with that, then do it but keep it on the down low. Stop doing family friendly things together and just screw like crazy once the kids are in bed.”
“Jesus, Allie. You make it sound so…so…”
“Dirty?” she replied with a wide grin. “I hope so. Because backseat loving should be down and dirty.” She winked. “And really, really, hot.”
Sabrina picked at the edge of her dress. “What if my problem is the fact that I have no idea what I want? Or maybe…” She bit her bottom lip and sighed.
“Maybe?” Allie prodded.
“Maybe I’m afraid to ask Teague where exactly his head is at, because maybe I’m afraid his head isn’t anywhere near where mine is.”
“Well, my darling, there’s only one way to find out. You need to talk about this. Communication is always the best option when there are doubts.”
Sabrina poked her friend. “You know you’d give Doctor Phil a run for his money.”
She winked. “It
’s the pregnancy hormones. They make women smarter than they already are.” She giggled. “Or maybe dumber. Who knows!”
Allie jumped up just then and shouted. “Caleb! Glove on the ground for those balls!”
When she sat back down, she cocked her head to the side. “Why don’t you go home now and have your fuck-buddy conversation. I’ll take the kids back to my house for ice cream and a movie. If you want them to come home tonight Paul will bring them out. But if I don’t hear from you by eleven then I’m going to assume the conversation is going well and I’ll keep them overnight.”
“No,” Sabrina shook her head a little horrified at the thought. “No I can’t do that. Just leave my kids with you to go and…and…”
“Have a potentially life changing conversation? Maybe a hot little make-out session?” Allie snorted. “Go. Now. I’ve got your kids covered and you guys will have some privacy. Okay?”
Undecided, Sabrina chewed on her bottom lip, her eyes on the twins where they sat with Allie’s husband watching their buddy play.