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things went with Dax last
night.”
    Heat crept into Kelcey’s cheeks. She’d
almost discovered what Emma and Alaina considered so wonderful last night,
until memories spoiled everything.
    As usual.
    “Fine.” She finished rinsing the spinach
and laid it on paper towels to drain.
    “I need more details.”
    So much for Emma settling for a one-word
answer. “I don’t have any. We talked about his photographs. I met Walker. I
went to bed. End of details.”
    Emma’s eyes narrowed. “Why don’t I believe
that? There’s something you aren’t telling us.”
    Let it go, Emma, please. I don’t want to
fall apart in front of you and Alaina. “What else
do you want in the salad?”
    “Did Dax come on to you?”
    Emma reminded her of a dog with a bone.
This time, her friend’s gnawing went over the top. All the frustration and pain
of too much loneliness and pain boiled to the surface. Kelcey threw down the
green pepper she’d just picked up from the counter. “Everything doesn’t revolve
around sex, Emma. Are you ever going to learn that?”
    Unable to hold back the tears any longer,
Kelcey ran from the kitchen. She hurried down the hall and into her room,
closing the door behind her. She would’ve thrown the lock if there’d been one
on the lever, for she expected Alaina and Emma to follow her.
    Her friends didn’t surprise her. The door
opened without either of them knocking. “What the hell did Dax do to you?” Emma
demanded.
    “Nothing! I told you that.”
    “Then why are you so upset?”
    The anger in Emma’s eyes didn’t cover the
concern that was also there. Seeing that concern brought back Kelcey’s tears.
Crossing her arms over her stomach, she walked to the bed and sat on the side,
her head lowered.
    She heard someone close the door, then felt
the mattress dip on each side of her as her friends sat next to her.
    “Hey, you can talk to us, you know that.”
    Alaina’s soft voice made the tears fall
faster. She wished she could push the past completely from her memories. Since
that wasn’t possible, maybe it would help if she shared what had happened to
her with her friends.
    Her head still lowered, Kelcey clasped her
hands together in her lap. “I had a bad dream last night, one that’s recurred
many times. Dax was so very sweet and tried to comfort me. We kissed and…”
Kelcey stopped and swallowed to clear her throat of tears. “Everything went
zinging and pinging inside me. My nipples got hard and my heart started
pounding.” She took a deep breath and lifted her head. “I’ve never felt like
that with a man. I’ve tried to have sex, but it never…worked out.”
    “Why not?” Emma asked.
    Kelcey looked at her friend. Anger no
longer showed in Emma’s eyes, only concern and caring. “Be-because I was
raped.”
    The gasps from her friends didn’t surprise
Kelcey. She thought about covering her face with her hands, but decided she no
longer wanted to hide from the past. Not with Alaina and Emma.
    “I was eight when—”
    “ Eight ?” Alaina said, the horror
evident in her voice. “You were only eight when you were raped?”
    Kelcey nodded.
    “It was just once, right?”
    “No. It happened several times over the
next two years.”
    “My God, who did that to you?”
    Here came the hard part, admitting the two
men she’d loved so much had hurt her. “My mother’s two brothers.”
    “Your uncles raped you?” Emma
demanded.
    “Yes,” Kelcey said in barely a whisper.
    Her friends were silent for several
moments, as if they didn’t know what to say after such a horrible revelation.
Alaina finally spoke again. “Did your mother know?”
    “I told her after it happened the third
time. My uncles said they’d hurt me if I told anyone, but I didn’t know how I
could hurt any more than I already did. My mother didn’t believe me. She said I
shouldn’t make up such horrible stories. She punished me by taking away the
dollhouse I loved so much.”
    “That bitch,” Emma