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“Yeah, I guess this relationship is different.” She rolled her eyes, hating everything about this conversation.

“Well, I need to see him. Gram-Gram said he’s quite handsome, and that’s a direct quote. If Gram-Gram’s saying that…”

“Hold on,” she said, scrolling through her camera roll, deciding on the picture from their first night on the rooftop deck, even though she now had dozens and dozens of shots to choose from, but that one was still her favorite.

She sent the picture through.

“Holy crap, Lydia. Ho. Ly. Crap.”

“Yeah, he’s certainly not tough to look at.”

“And besides being seriously yummy, he’s good to you?”

“He’s very good to me.” She smiled because it was easy to be honest as she said so. “He’s sweet and smart and funny. We have a ton of fun together.”

“Aw, I can hear how happy you are.”

“He does make me happy.” She frowned as she said so, realizing that that was also true.

“And the sex? How’s that? God, I miss sex.”

“You and Will have sex.”

“Mostly it’s quickies before one of the kids wakes up.”

Lydia chuckled as she walked back to lean her butt against her desk. “You’ll be back to the good stuff before you know it.”

“I really hope you’re right, but give me something to think about in the meantime. He’s good at it? Because he looks like he’s great in the sack.”

“I certainly don’t mind waking up with him,” she said, wincing.

“Ugh, that’s way too G-rated. Usually, you share a few details.”

“Well, we have all summer. If I tell you everything now, what will we talk about when we sit by the pool?”

Mac laughed. “You bring up a good point.”

She smiled, even as she realized that she and Ty had an issue to rectify. “I should probably go, but I can’t wait to see you guys in a couple of days.”

“I can’t wait either.”

“I’ll see you soon, Mac.”

“Okay.”

She moved to disconnect.

“Lydia?” Mac said.

She put the phone back to her ear. “Yeah?”

“If Ty makes you happy, I’m happy. I’m looking forward to meeting him.”

She closed her eyes again. “I’m looking forward to introducing him.”

“Bye.”

“Bye,” she said before she hung up and shook her head, staring at the ceiling. “How did I get myself into this mess?” she whispered as she started back downstairs.