All You Can Handle (Moments In Maplesville Book 5) by Farrah Rochon

best. That’s what we decided, right?”
    “Right,” she said. She swallowed hard.
    Ian’s fist clenched. He released a deep breath before speaking, “It’s a lot harder than you thought it would be, isn’t it?”
    “Yes,” Sonny admitted. “But I still think it’s the smart decision. For both of us.”
    He looked up at her over his shoulder. “You sound so sure about that.”
    “I am, Ian. Despite what happened last Monday, I don’t make a habit of sleeping with someone I’m not in a relationship with, and starting a relationship is not a part of my plans right now. You were supposed to be that one night.”
    “Your little indiscretion,” he said, his smile lacking the playfulness it usually exhibited.
    “More like an indulgence.” She said. “The fact is, I spent so much of my life doing what others wanted me to do, that yielding to my own wishes doesn’t come easy for me. I’m still learning how to put my wants first. And when I saw you, I wanted you. Allowing myself to do what we did last Monday night was huge. But taking it any further just wouldn’t…” She shook her head. “It’s just not a good idea.”
    Sonny didn’t want any strings tying her to this place when it was time for her to leave, and something told her that getting romantically involved with Ian would tie her in one huge knot.
    “Are we on the same page?” Sonny asked, her voice hopeful.
    His smile was reluctant, but at least he was smiling. “Yeah,” Ian said. “Did I ever thank you for letting me be your indulgence?”
    She laughed. “Renting me the apartment is thanks enough. Now, back to party planning.” She turned him back toward the computer screen. “What does Kimmie enjoy the most?”
    “Movies,” Ian said. “No question about it. From old black and white flicks, to Disney movies, to action films and even Bollywood, which I didn’t even know was a thing until she made me sit and watch them with her. She wants to be a director when she grows up.”
    “No kidding,” Sonny said, impressed. “Good for her. Hollywood needs more black directors behind the camera. A black woman director is even better.” She clapped her hands together. “Okay, so this will be easier than I thought. It goes without saying that her party should have a movie theme.”
    “That’s what I thought at first, but don’t you think the kids may get bored with just watching movies? I wanted to do something a little more exciting.”
    “I didn’t say they would sit around and watch movies the entire time. We’ll have the movies playing in the background, but that will only be a small part of it.”
    “As long as it’s better than a party at the skating rink.”
    “Why?” Sonny asked, her brow creasing with confusion.
    “One of Kimmie’s friends held her birthday party at the skating rink not too long ago. Apparently, Jerica is now the envy of every girl in school.”
    “Good. We have a goal. Beat the skating rink party.” Sonny snapped her fingers. “Oh, I know! You should rent one of those inflatable projector screens. Have you seen them?”
    Ian shook his head.
    “It would be perfect. You can set it up in the backyard and make it look like a movie drive-in. How many kids are you expecting?”
    “Uh, about twenty maybe?”
    “Twenty teens? You could probably get by with four trucks, although five would be even better.”
    “Five trucks for what?” Ian asked, his face the textbook definition of overwhelmed.
    “For Kimmie’s Movie Drive-In Birthday Bash,” Sonny said. She pushed his rolling chair to the side and started tapping away on the keyboard.
    “I’ll share with you the first tip when it comes to party planning. You can find whatever you need on Pinterest.” She pointed at the screen. “These little cars made out of cardboard boxes are adorable, but you can’t have that for a thirteen-year-old’s party. A better alternative is to get four or five pick-up trucks, put some pillows and blankets in the truck