Chapter Twenty-Six
Lee took a moment to check the double bolts, and satisfied, she turned to Mindy. “Can I get you anything?”
“What are you having?”
Lee slipped an arm around Mindy’s shoulders. “I was thinking of an Irish coffee?”
“Does it have something in it?”
“Silly girl. And whipped cream on top.”
Mindy laughed. “Don’t you ever drink the water?”
Lee breathed deeply. She had been forgiven. “No. Not if I can help it.”
“So tell me about her.”
“Angela?” Mindy looked up from the mixer where she was whipping fresh cream into snowy peaks. “You slept with her. You don’t know?”
“I didn’t sleep with her.” Lee pushed a lever and there was a great gush of steam. “We had, an encounter. Just one.” Lee watched a glass carafe slowly fill with Jamaican High Mountain.
“C’mon, Auntie Leanne. P
