I took a long sip of coffee from the mug that Lindsey had handed me as I tried to think of the best way to start this story for her. Finally, Oliver walks back in with his shirt on and wraps his arms around Lindsey, his head dipping into the crook of her neck again.
“As I have said, your mother and I were the best of friends.” I finally said, her attention never leaving me. “So we were thrilled when we were both accepted to Brightwood. It was like a dream come true for Beth, especially since Karen was not accepted.” I smiled a little as I thought of our welcome break from Karen and her bad attitude.
Oliver picked up Lindsey, like she weighed nothing and sat on one of the stools, Lindsey wiggling in his lap, trying to find a comfortable way to sit on him. I can see it makes her uncomfort
