One of his memories of her house was when they’d moved the coffee table out of the way and made love on the floor. Those times were long gone as he observed her walking back to take a seat next to him on the sofa. The distance between them felt huge even though they were seated on either side of her large sofa. “I’m ready,” she said, handing him a cup. He’d never wanted her to know the ugliness of his past. What he’d tried to do to keep his wife happy. None of it succeeded. Kate wanted something from him he couldn’t give her. He should have gotten a divorce. He knew that now. Kate was still a good friend. Sipping at the dark liquid he winced at the bitter taste. Vicki may be able to pour a decent beer, but make a coffee she couldn’t. “Sorry, I haven’t improved any. Stefan drinks tea or fruit juices when I’m around,” Vicki said. After tasting her latest attempt at a good coffee he could see why. He wouldn’t fault Stefan for no longer liking coffee. Vicki sipped at hers without wincing.
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