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before their dad died and Mom had moved south.
Livie understood everything all too well. Toni felt too deeply and
wanted too much too fast. She drove men away. “I do understand,”
she said soothingly. “But there’s nothing you can do.”
    “But he wanted me so much. I know he did.”
Toni sniffed, hiccupped, let out another wrenching sob. “No man
could make love to a woman the way he did without feeling something
huge for her.”
    Oh God. Livie had been afraid Toni had lied.
“You said you didn’t sleep with him.”
    Her sister cried and sniffed loudly. Livie
handed her a tissue from the box she kept on the side table.
    Toni wiped her nose. “We didn’t sleep .
We did other things.” She squeezed her eyes shut as if actually
feeling those things all over again. “Oh God, Livie it was
so good. The way he used his mouth on me.”
    Livie felt distinctly uncomfortable. It
wasn’t that Toni was any more explicit than usual. She loved
divulging in exquisite detail all the sexual acts she’d performed.
Livie had heard it all, gotten used to it, especially since she
could never stop Toni. But tonight, it reminded her of everything
she’d done in her office. Of how much more she wanted to do. God,
she and Toni were two peas in a pod.
    “Shh,” she said gently. “Don’t think about it
anymore.”
    “But he was the best, Livie. No man has ever
made me come like that. Six times in a row. It was like I just went
from one orgasm to the next with hardly a break in between. And he
loved making me come, like that was his only goal in life, to
please me.”
    Livie closed her eyes. Now she understood
Toni’s obsession. She was always worse when she’d slept with a man,
as if she thought the physical act was some sort of spiritual
union. She just didn’t get that men could turn it on and off with
the snap of their fingers.
    Was that what would have happened if she’d
gone into Burn’s house? In the morning, he’d have been sated, and
she would no longer be necessary?
    Livie didn’t want to think about any of that.
So she did what she always did, worked at picking up the pieces
after another of Toni’s shattered relationships. “Men suck,” she
said, “and not in a good way. Let’s trash him for an hour, and
you’ll feel better in the morning.”
    Toni laughed, then hiccupped once more.
Sitting up, she grabbed another tissue and dabbed her eyes and
cheeks. “You make it sound so easy. You could always walk away from
a guy so easily.”
    Livie felt a familiar ache in her stomach. It
had never been easy. She’d had a man she didn’t want to walk away
from. But Toni had needed her. She closed her eyes, thinking of
that night five years ago. All Toni’s messages, the messages Livie
had ignored until it was almost too late. She’d arrived home only
just in time.
    Roger had wanted her to make a choice, her
sister or him. In the end, she’d had to choose Toni. She had to
take care of Toni. Roger hadn’t understood that it was her duty. It
was her penance, too, for the things she’d done to Toni in the
past, even if those things had been more circumstance than
intention.
    Toni drained Livie’s wine, licked her lips.
“That was good.” She held out the glass. “Can I have another?”
    “Sure.”
    Toni blew her nose. “Then we’ll do just like
you said, sit here and trash him all night long.” She smiled a
moment, then her face fell and more tears began to stream. “Except
that I don’t think it’ll work this time. I can’t get him out of my
head.”
    Livie retrieved another glass and the wine
bottle from the kitchen. It was going to be a long night.
     
     

Chapter Eight
     
     
    Saturday he’d worked in the yard, did some
paperwork, took care of his online banking and bills for the month.
And thought about Livie. It might damn well kill him waiting for
her to call. But he’d wait; he knew she’d call in the end. She’d
been sucked into this thing between them as much as he had, but he
also