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rehearsal dinner." Layla gaped at her then Jack, her pale skin turning a sickly ashen color. Mallory stared at her. "What? A little too much information for you, Layla? You didn't think Jack and I had stuck to the missionary position, did you?" Reilly threw her head back and howled with laughter. Mallory cracked a smile of her own. Laughter was good. Laughter meant they had made a U-turn down inquisition alley and were finding their way back to normalcy. Whatever that constituted. "Oral sex is sex," Layla said then cleared her throat, as if unable to believe she'd said it. Mallory gave Jack an "I told you so" look. "A blowjob is not sex," Jack argued. "A blow-job is foreplay." Mallory nodded then stopped and shook her head. "Oral sex is foreplay when actual sex follows afterward. Actual sex did not follow the night before last." Reilly shifted in her stool, apparently more comfortable with the topic than Layla was. Curious, considering Layla was the doctor. Maybe she was just too close to her subjects in this particular case. "I always thought sex was the mutual sharing of pleasure," she said. Mallory raised her brows at Jack. "Mall enjoys giving head," he said thoughtfully. This time Reilly squeaked then held up her hands. ' 'Okay, I think I just joined Layla in the TMI area." She shook her head. "So do either of you plan to answer Layla's original question sometime soon?" Mallory flapped a hand in Jack's direction. "Be my guest, Jack. You know, seeing as we'd still be having sex if it weren't for your stupid ultimatum." Layla still look shell-shocked. "You had sex at my rehearsal dinner?" ' 'Not actually at the dinner, but during it. Namely in a linen closet or something out in the service hall." Reilly stuck her finger out. "So that's where you guys were." She stared at Jack. "No wonder you were so distracted when you got back." "Yeah, we both pretty much missed the fireworks," Mall said with a sigh. "We leave, everything's fine, we come back and global war had broken out." Layla grumbled under her breath, "Sounds like you guys were setting off fireworks all your own. And right under our noses at that." She closed her eyes. "How could we not have seen it?" "Actually, I suspected," Reilly said quietly. Mallory, Layla and Jack all gaped at her. "You did not," Layla said. She smiled. "Yes, I did." She shrugged. "Well, maybe I didn't. But Ben did. He said there was something about the way that Jack looked at Mallory that gave him away." "So Ben suspected and told you." "Mmm. But I didn't buy it at first. Until I started noticing the way you two looked at each other." "Why didn't you say anything?" Layla wanted to know. Reilly shrugged again. "It wasn't my news to share. Anyway, it's not even news anymore, so what's the difference?" Layla was looking unhappier by the moment. ' 'The difference is that that makes you just as guilty as the two of them." "Well, that doesn't make any sense. How can I be guilty when I didn't do anything?" Layla waved her away. "One sinner at a time." She focused her gaze on Jack. "So spill. Why aren't you two seeing each other anymore?" Mallory sat back on her stool and crossed her arms. This, she had to hear. Jack grimaced and gripped his empty coffee cup so hard Mallory was half-afraid he'd shatter it. "Because after we...um, after the rehearsal incident, I told Mallory that unless we told you two, it was over." Damn. He'd come right to the point without even a bit of sputtering. And now Layla and Reilly were looking accusingly at her again. "What?" she barked. "Is that true? Is that the ultimatum you mentioned?" Layla asked. Talk about your hemming and hawing. Mallory slowly sipped at her cup of steaming coffee, then deliberately took her time reaching for a sticky bun and licking the syrup from her thumb. "Maybe," she said quietly. "Excuse me?" Layla said, putting a hand to her ear. "I didn't quite catch that." Mallory leaned toward her as if to whisper into her ear then shouted, "I said 'maybe'!" Her friend glared at her. ' 'Okay, okay, it is, all right? Are you happy now? Jack and I were having phenomenal sex behind your back. He wanted to tell you two about our relationship. My argument was that we didn't have a relationship, we were merely having sex. So he decided that was that and left me high and dry." Jack's chuckle surprised them all. He coughed into his hand. "Sorry." He slanted Mallory a
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