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Seriously, if I could pluck the words back, I would. I’m so embarrassed and sick to my stomach over this.
“Whoa, I was just joking,” she says and both of Sharon’s hands fly up. “I call dibs on every hot guy in this town. You know that … don’t you?” The look in her eyes reflects exactly what I feel. It’s the fear over being a bad friend.
“I just felt bad because I should have told you guys, but I didn’t want to if there wasn’t a connection in case … in case you really liked him.”
“I was never going to go after Trent. Look … I can prove it. I texted Renee last year sometime,” she says and scrolls through her phone without missing a beat. After a moment she adds, “You can ask her, because I can’t find it.” Looking me dead in the eyes she confesses, “I told her the two of you were going to hook up and then a couple months later I got drunk and asked her what was taking you so long.
“You guys have always had tension and you look so cute together. We all wanted it to happen. But Renee said not to push. With, you know, kids involved and you working on your career. So I stayed out of it.”
Leaning against my car, I let the truth of what she just said wash over me.
“So … you’re not mad?”
“Heck no, but we need details. Wine Down Wednesday?” she says, opening up her car door. I check the time and note that I’m going to be late if I don’t get moving.
“Yes, definitely.”
Wednesdays are for girls’ nights, but Fridays are date nights with Trent. That was decided on the ride home last night, with his hand in mine.
There’s no reason not to choose happiness and go for what you want. My only goal is to not overthink it and let us fall into place. Which oddly enough, seems to be right where we are now and right where we’re meant to be.
“Oh my God … and did you hear what happened with Magnolia?” Sharon easily moves the conversation into new territory as she says, “We need to bring her a bottle just for herself … or rather, two of them.”
“That bad?” I ask, both of us still standing although our driver car doors are opened.
Sharon smirks. “If you ask me … that good.”
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