Lanie
Erica sighed. “Your dad would get over it eventually.”
“It could destroy his relationship with Andrew.”
“If that’s the case, then it wasn’t that strong in the first place.” Crack went another peanut shell, and she popped the contents into her mouth. “Let’s come back here next weekend.”
I pulled my bag from my phone and checked it, unable to stop myself. No messages. No missed calls. Andrew and I weren’t supposed to be talking, but I couldn’t stop getting my hopes up and thinking he’d throw caution to the wind and get in touch anyway.
“It makes me feel odd,” I said, dropping my voice. “Having s*x with my dad’s friend. Wouldn’t that be weird for you?”
“No,” she flatly said. “Say you dated someone your dad had never met, then ended up getting married, and then he and your dad star
