We just finished having an early dinner, Cindy and I were splayed on the couch in the living room watching a show on TV. Although, my attention was far from what was showing on the screen. Cindy must have felt the same, because the next thing she did was sat up, and said, "Can we invite the boys over?"
My eyes widened at her suggestion, "No. We are not."
"You know you want to," she wiggled her brows at me.
"No!" I insisted, even though I wanted Milo here. I did not want to see Ziko. Not in my house with Cindy.
"I am sorry. I did not think about the fact that he is your ex. That would make you feel uncomfortable, wouldn't it."
