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“I’ll take my chances; I know some really good lawyers.”
He tilted his head side to side, deliberating. “Okay,” he whispered. “This goes no further than here.”
I played along and crossed my heart.
“My mom was a huge General Hospital fan when I was growing up—still is.”
“Shut the front door, so am I.” This news was practically life changing. The Bronsons were known for their propriety and pushing their children to be the best. Hence, they had a doctor and a VP on their hands. They were pretty standoffish, like their daughter. I could never imagine stuffy Mrs. Bronson watching a soap opera.
“I figured, from your Rick Springfield obsession. I’m embarrassed to admit this, but I thought the doctors were so cool and the nurses were hot. Who knew that they didn’t really have a nurses’ ball or a disco on the hospital campus?”
I couldn’t help but giggle. “Honestly, why doesn’t every hospital have one?”
“I’ve tried to get one going at each hospital I had privileges at, but it’s always been a no go.”
“The question is, Who is your favorite General Hospital super couple? Mind you, your answer will determine whether we can be friends or not.”
“Is this even a question? Felicia and Frisco.”
Oh my gosh. It was like true love, but it wasn’t, because it could never be. However, if true love could be based on that answer, Julian and I would be headed down the aisle. “Ding, ding, ding. You passed. We will now be best friends.”
He laughed loudly. “Darlin’, like I said, I do like you.”
“You know, I think I might like you too.”
~*~
Monday, I felt lighter than I had in the couple of weeks since Tom’s death-defying episode. It had me getting into work early to inventory and restock the shelves with our skin care products and healing oils. I was lining the bottles of moisturizer up perfectly on our tiered display case when Colette and Lorelai unlocked the front door and rolled in together. They happened to live in the same townhome complex not far from the spa. On occasion, I thought about purchasing one too, but living alone never sounded all that appealing to me. Besides, who would take care of Tom and Daddy?
“Well, look at you, early bird,” Lorelai sang.
I smiled over at my best friends, who always looked adorable in white scrubs with our logo on them.
“So happy too,” Colette commented. “It must have been a good date.”
I finished setting the last bottle out. “It wasn’t a date, but it was a lot of fun.” Surprisingly so. Julian was my kind of sports guy. He cheered loudly when our team did well, and he heckled the other team. He obnoxiously sang “Take Me Out to the Ball Game.” Plus, he’d bought me a huge waffle cone sundae that we had ended up sharing. To top it off, he was a total gentleman. He’d opened all my doors, and when he had dropped me off last night, he’d walked me to my door and kissed my cheek.
Lorelai sidled up next to me. “Uh-huh, honey. You have good date written all over you.”
Colette peered at me from across the display case. “Are you going out again?”
I bit my lip. “Yes. We’re going to that Zero Gravity place.”
“He’s a daredevil.” Lorelai nudged me. “I bet you like that.”
“He’s fun. That’s all.”
“You’re still hung up on Brooks.” Colette guessed right.
“I’m not hung up on him. I know Brooks and I will never be together. Same with Julian and me. I mean, the man has been divorced three times, and Morgan Bronson and I will never be related.”
“Sister, you stick with that attitude,” Lorelai growled. “After meeting her one time, I could tell I’d rather slam all my fingers in the door and break my nails than be around her for one second.”
“Wow. That’s saying something.” Lorelai loved having her nails done, and there was hellfire to pay if one got chipped.
“Darn straight. I don’t usually like to judge people by one meeting, but that woman is the she-devil herself. Her beauty is all on the surface.”
“Truth,” Colette chimed in. “And to be honest, if Brooks is that stupid, I don’t think I want you with such a guy.”
“I agree. Still, I think I’ll have some fun with her brother in the meantime. You know, as friends only.”
“Friends.” Lorelai patted her heart. “Darlin’, we’ll see how long that lasts.”
“I give it one more date.” Colette wagged her brows.
“Y’all are being silly.”
“How many second dates have you been on lately?” Lorelai asked.
“Well, none.”
“Think about that.” Colette beamed. “Maybe you should ask Julian to your reunion.”
“Oh no, no. I’m still holding out for the voice or, you know, a different voice.” Only Colette and Lorelai knew about my crazy voice.
Lorelai took my hand. “Maybe it’s time to listen to your own voice. What do you want?”
