32Early Sunday afternoon, Sasha called and said she’d be sleeping over at Penny’s. Just as well, Kate thought, at least as unsure as Sasha about how they would handle the new reality Harry had moved them all to in the pool the previous weekend. And it allowed Kate to ask Les if he could possibly meet her at Harry’s house that evening.
“Um, I’m engaged, Miss Kathryn.”
“Oh,” Kate managed to say. “No problem then, lover.”
“Don’t sweetheart, okay? I feel like a shit.”
“No need, baby. I understand ‘no-strings’ maybe better than anyone in Northern California. Enjoy her.”
“Dammit, Katy! It’s ‘them,’ not ‘her.’ Miguel and I are going out with Sasha and Penny.”
Kate’s stomach did a belly-flop into a dry pool.
“Kate?”
“Sorry, Les. You got me there. I should have expected it.”
“I just don’t
