#Chapter 140: No Strings Attached

The next morning, I take Mia into the kitchen for her morning meal. Beau is already there eating eggs and toast. There are dirty dishes in the sink. Did his date cook for him? Not that I care. Beau catches my line of sight and rolls his eyes. “I’m not totally helpless, you know. I can make eggs.” I’m not overly convinced of that, but if he’s trying to tell me his date went home, I’ll accept it. I take Mia to her high chair and then set to retrieving her bottle. Beau moves closer to Mia and makes faces at her to make her laugh. She giggles right away. Honestly, I’m relieved. I worried a bit last night after Beau’s abrupt departure that things might change around us. That he or I might feel awkward and make everything awkward for those around us. But Beau seems as comfortable as ever. And I don’t really mind pretending last night never happened. Yes, I experienced some mind-blowing pleasure, but I know it didn’t mean anything. Beau is a playboy. Giving and taking pleasure is his are