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memories. She put the phone and pillow on
the bed and opened the door. "Hi, Mother." Nicole rolled her
eyes.  Who was this woman ?
    "You know what I just realized? I’d rather
have you sour and sarcastic than nice. Be yourself. I think I can
take it."
    Megan stepped back, caught off guard. "I am
nice."
    "You are to everyone but Aiden and me, which
is why I’m here to talk to you."
    So, here were the conditions. Megan crossed
her arms. "And what is it you wanted to tell me?"
    "I don’t know what happened the other night,
but it has to stop."
    "Nothing happened the other night."
    Nicole rubbed her hands against today’s
peasant skirt.
    Megan made money from knowing people’s likes
and dislikes, what made them comfortable and uncomfortable, and her
shoulders relaxed at the visible tick. Her mother was nervous. "I
have no intention for anything to happen anytime."
    Nicole’s hand twisted in the skirt. "It’s for
the best if it stays that way."
    "And if I don’t let things stay that
way?"
    "I told you the house is yours as long as you
stay."
    Finally, the note of frustration Megan was
listening for. Could her mother be telling the truth? Of course
not. When it came to Nicole everything came with conditions.
Megan’s eyes narrowed. "Not that it’s any of your business, but
Aiden and I came to an agreement to play nice for the wedding, so
whatever you feared to happen, won’t."
    "I’d rather you stayed sour and sarcastic to
him, too."
    "What planet are you from?"
    Nicole chuckled. "See, you’re being
yourself."
    Megan pursed her lips, searching for the
angle. She came up empty and only said, "I don’t get you."
    Hell, I don’t trust you .
    "The nature of the mother-daughter
relationship."
    "Yes, if I were a teenager."
    Nicole dropped the eye contact. "We never did
go through that stage. I think it’s natural we go through it now. I
want us to have a close relationship." Nicole put up her hands. "I
want you to be yourself, but you can keep that one comment to
yourself."
    Well, at least her mother knew her. "Fine.
Aiden and I—there is nothing to worry about."
    "And that’s what worries me."
    Megan wasn’t sure what to say to that.
Nothing was what it was supposed to be, here. "We won’t ruin the
wedding with our stuff, if we actually have stuff."
    "It’s you and not the wedding I’m worried
about," she said softly. "Shep and I are going out for dinner."
Nicole smiled a little. "No need to stay up and worry." Nicole
hesitated, then leaned forward and planted a kiss on Megan’s cheek.
"See you tomorrow."
    Megan, too shocked to move, placed a hand
over where her mother’s lips had touched her. Nicole had laid a
motherly kiss on her cheek. Megan’s hands curled. Twelve years ago
she’d have given anything for the gesture. Now she’d give anything
to forget it. Twenty-five more days and she’d get her world back to
where it was supposed to be.
    *****
    "I’m worried about you." If it had been
anyone else standing at his door saying those same words, he’d have
tried his best not to maim the person when he slammed the door in
her face.
    "Hi, Mom." Aiden said with a sigh.
    "Don’t give me that tone." She lifted her
chin and walked past him into the living room. A good thing he’d
cleaned, or it would have gone onto the "he’s depressed" list Aiden
was sure his mother was making.
    "It’s starting to feel like this subject has
been beaten to death, revived, and shot ten times."
    "You arrested Reg."
    "Because he was disturbing the peace."
    "You didn’t go to dinner last night. I know
how you love to eat." Jocelyn hesitated, then added, "Shep is also
worried."
    She’d memorized the list, which meant last
night’s dinner had raised her blood pressure. "What did you say to
Megan?"
    "Nicole told me you kissed her."
    Aiden paused. No, Nicole and Megan’s
relationship hadn’t progressed that fast. Eavesdropping. Megan had
forgotten rule number one: Never speak a secret out loud if you
don’t want everybody to