In that moment, Mollie-Sue was about as far away from Sheena Edwards as any girl could be. But that didn't keep Ainsley's mind from wondering. Now he couldn't stop thinking about what any girl'd be like in the sack, Mollie-Sue included, which added a whole other layer of guilt to the unfolding mess considering Mollie-Sue was as good at E.L.'s girl.

Ainsley stared long and hard at them both, his lips pursed into a tight line of consideration, the strain in his posture obvious enough to behold as he folded his arms tightly across his chest. He squinted in the ensuing silence, then blew out a great thrust of air that flapped his lips like an engine roaring to life. But really, it was the sound of defeat.

He turned away and cleared his throat, looking around, then down at the pond. "So I mighta uh... made it with a... girl last night."