“Is that Mom?” she asked. “Let me talk to her. Mom, it’s me -- Carol? Yes I’m fine. Rehearsal went really late, so I just stayed over here. ...That’s why he’s a got a guest bedroom, Mother. OK—What?Yeah, Rann still has to shower. I should be home in about an hour and a half unless I could just stay the night and get home in the morning?”“Thank you mommy. You were just worried? I understand, If I had a daughter that looked like me, I’d be worried, too. You like that? I thought you would, bye. " Nooo, what happened? What did you say? Oh!! He found out about Nick. O Nedia I'm so sorry, I wasn't suppose to go out and leave you alone with Noah while Nick is sleeping in the next room. I'm so sor..." Hey Kate. Kate!! Its okay nothing happened," she looked down "I lied to him. When he asked me about his father I couldn't just tell him "Noah meet Nick. Your three years old son!!" I couldn't." But didn't he ask about the father?" He did. Well I sort of lied about that too. I... I told him. Sipping her drink, she jostled at an imaginary road bump that Ned certainly hadn’t felt. Grabbing a napkin, she daubed her cleavage and worked the napkin under the unbuttoned blouse edges. Relaxing back, she re-crossed her legs flashing an uncovered triangle of crenelated skin beneath a short wool suit skirt. She leaned forward to unclasp her heel straps and Ned saw generous cleavage in the opened top. She relaxed back. Another flick of her legs dropped off the shoes and flashed her groin. It was about three days after Kim’s most recent breakup when she was sitting in Dave’s living room, watching the VH1 Top 40 with Dave when Dave said jokingly, ‘Now that you and Jason have broken up, we can makeout for real.’ Kim paused. Dave was right. For a few minutes, the two tossed around the idea jokingly with a twinge of seriousness. ‘You won’t do it,’ Kim said, wavering. ‘Try me,’ Dave retorted as he stood up and neared Kim. As he leaned in, Kim uncomfortably laughed. ‘I’m not going.