He shrugged. “Sometimes, yes. I get along best with the Tauris. Me and Ghauro had a stupid argument a while ago and have not been as friendly ever since, but…maybe this will change.”
There was a fondness in his eyes as he talked about his old friend. Some regrets, maybe.
I didn’t know—and didn’t reallycareabout the reason they grew apart. But it seemed my husband wanted to fix things.
I was excited to see if the Zodiac Bride Program could maybe domorethan fix their fertility issues. Maybe it couldallbring them closer.
“Tamara!” a feminine voice called from the side. I didn’t even have the time to properly turn that two small arms were enveloping me in a tight hug. “You’re here!”
I gave a couple of pats to Wendy’s back, a bit shocked at the sudden display of affection. “Of course I’m here. Aren’t these check-ups…mandatory?”
She partly let go of me and her head pulled back a few inches, just enough so we could properly see each other. “Theyare, and Maxwell gets all grumpy if we evensuggestthat we might not attend.”
“Or, he’ll assume you just ran away and call the base on your planet a hundred times,” another woman said from a few feet away.
This corridor was starting to feel cramped.
I looked at the beautiful red-head—and my eyes widened on the huge green horned man following after her.
“I’m Melanie,” she said, holding her hand for me to shake. “Taurus Bride.”
I looked at the man again.Taurus. Was it Filbur’s friend?”
“Ghauro,” my man said, his tone a bit too solemn for my liking.
“Filbur.”
They shook hands.At least they’re talking?
“I’m Tamara, but please call me Tammy.”
“Ican’tbelieve there’s already three of us,” Wendy sing-songed, clapping her hands excitedly. “We should open a club so we can meet and gossip.”
“What would we even gossip about?” I wondered.
She gave me a mutinous look. “Our previous life, ourcurrentlife…Our infuriating but sexy men.”
Ghauro grunted. “What isgossip?”
“Nothing for you to worry about,” Melanie said, turning to stroke his cheek. Then, she gave Wendy and I a look. “Butyes. I would absolutely love this.”
“Come!” Wendy said, grabbing both our hands. “Let’s get some coffee and food. I’mfamished.”
“Kadhasse—” Filbur pleaded at the same time that Ghauro said “Assa Perti—”
“You guys can catch up!” Melanie answered, unbothered, and pulled us with her toward the little cafeteria I had spent a lot of time in before heading for Cancer. “We can use some girls' time.”
The desserts were just as good as I remembered, but I was pained to realize that it was a far cry from the taste of the food in my new world.
I still ate every blissful crumbs of my chocolate brownie.
“Are you not here with your man?” Melanie asked Wendy. “I met…hum,I don’t remember his name. The day I was supposed to meet you, there was this giant white winged man threatening Maxwell. He wasnothappy about the situation.”
Wendy smiled. “Baelor, yes. Can you believe thathe’sthe diplomat between the two of them? Nitochi would have made amess.”
Melanie looked confused. “What?”
I leaned closer. “She’s the Gemini bride and she has not one buttwomen.”
