Joe would have loved to ignore the wake-up signal from his watch. His first impulse was to turn it off and just go back to sleep. But then Sarah and the fact that he was supposed to have breakfast with her this morning snuck into his dreamy mind and made a peaceful continuation of his sleep imposs
“Here, be my guest. Do you want to maybe bring Sarah her stuff too, while you’re at it?” There was an angel’s smile on her face. Joe cocked his head at her. She was bluffing, and he knew it. “Sure, I can do that,” he said coolly. ”I might have to explain to her how the stuff got from your bedside
Sarah got up around seven-thirty, had a quick shower, put on some make-up and – wrapped in a towel – returned to her bedroom where she cracked the shades open to have a look at the weather outside. Her eyes widened as she glanced up and down the street. Joe’s car wasn’t there – again!?! She almost d
“I’m sorry, okay?” he grumbled. “It’s not what it looks like!” He let out a little, surprised laugh. “I never thought I’d actually ever say that to my sister!” Sarah shrugged, giving him a dark look. “Well, you don’t have to tell your sister anything at all. It’s your life. Totally your business. J
“I see,” Sarah said, eyeing him cautiously. “I can’t say I find it very delightful, though. More disturbing.” Joe glanced up from his plate, mainly to see if she was mocking him. But when that didn’t seem to be the case, he ate some more of his breakfast and then continued. “Anyway”, he told her, “
When Joe put down his fork, his food all gone, Sarah looked up at him again. “You know, to me it’s still hard to understand how you ended up with her in the first place,” she said. “She really didn’t seem like your type. More like the type that you’d always joked about.” Picking up his coffee cup,
Sarah took this as a confirmation. “You’re such an id–” she stopped herself before she said it. “Why the hell did you fill out all the forms for the exchange year application and make plans and act as if you were really into it?” She was getting louder now. Avoiding eye contact, Joe shrugged again
“Let’s blame it on the timing then!” she said with sarcastic generosity. “The timing and Dad and D for being oh-so-pushy and – oh, I almost forgot – probably some incredible sex on the side. Right? I mean, you didn’t explicitly mention it, but judging from the woman involved, I assume sex played a r