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"It sounds like shit to me," Ashley said bluntly. "That's so unfair."
"Yeah," I said into my second glass of wine. "Because I didn't ask about a prior engagement." I didn't tell them what it was.
Bam and his privacy could go to hell, but they didn't need to know about the hospital. Bec and Ashley wouldn't blab, but things had a way of getting out. If it did, it wouldn't come from me. More likely, it would come from Carson Thomas.
Whatever, it wasn't my problem now.
Bec tilted her head at me. "You're amazing, but I'm pretty sure you don't have mind reading on your resume."
"It's not on my list of talents, no," I said. "But I should have asked."
"Or he could have told you," Ashley said firmly. "What is it with some guys?"
"Most guys," I grumbled.
Bec and Ashley exchanged glances.
"I'm not saying they don't all have their moments," Bec said ruefully. "Hawk refuses to separate his collectable figurines by their franchises. He has Mr Spock next to Iron Man."
"Now that's unreasonable," Ashley said. A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
I snorted. It was hardly the same thing, but I appreciated the attempt to cheer me up.
"Right?" Bec playfully rolled her eyes and grinned. "I bet Chase has similar bad habits."
"He does put the toilet paper roll on backwards," Ashley said. "I keep telling him, it goes over the top." She shook her head sadly.
I choked back a laugh. "Next you'll say they put pineapple on pizza," I said.
"Don't get me started." Bec laughed.
"The message here is stay away from men," I said. "I got that one loud and clear. Right now I need to focus on finding another job."
I had no idea how I was going to do that, with a big mark against me now. "Maybe I'll volunteer at the cat shelter for a while."
"That will end well," Bec said dryly. "You'll want to take them all home."
I wanted to deny it, but I couldn't "That's true. There are worse things to take home."
At that moment, Bam strutted into the bar. The woman with him resembled him so closely she could only be his sister. The one he was happy to blame for the fight that started all of this in the first place. Did she know he threw her under the team bus? Either she didn't or she didn't mind.
"Hey." He greeted some of his teammates with a grin and a wave. He didn't even glance in my direction.
Shame, I had a middle finger charged and ready to flip. I may have saved up a few good swear words too. Honestly though, they'd be wasted on him. He probably didn't think he'd done anything wrong. He certainly didn't look sorry.
Asshat.
"I need another drink." I stood and grabbed Bec and my glasses—Ashley's was still half full—and headed over the bar.
"Same again?" Hallie, the bar attendant, asked. She had more piercings and tattoos than anyone I ever met, but she was always sweet and ready with a smile.
"Yes, please." I placed the glasses down and rested my arm on the edge of the bar while I waited.
"Hey," a new voice greeted me.
I turned to see Bam's sister, empty glass in hand, smiling at me.
"Hi," I said. I managed a smile. It wasn't her fault she was related to him.
