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“Spain.”
“Oh my God. Tom!” she calls out to my father. “Nathan bought Eliza a trip to Spain for her birthday.”
“Oh, hell, that’s great. Can we come?” I hear my dad reply back.
“Can you believe it?” I gasp.
“I can, honey. He takes you everywhere.”
“I just bought the most beautiful bikini, and I love it.”
“This is great. You have that baby shower this afternoon, don’t you?”
I roll my eyes. “Ugh. Don’t remind me.”
“Listen, honey, I’ve got to go. Doris is picking me up for tennis in five minutes and I’m not ready. I’ll call you tomorrow.”
“Okay, love you.”
“Love you, too.”
* * *
The waiter pours our glasses of wine. “Are you ready to order?” he asks.
I peruse the menu. “Can we have five more minutes, please?”
“Of course.” He gives Brooke, Jolie, and me a broad smile and with a nod of his head he rushes off to serve someone else.
“A toast.” Brooke smiles as she holds up her glass. “To surviving an afternoon in the snake pit.” She smirks.
“To surviving.” We giggle together. God, this afternoon’s baby shower was horrendous. “I’m not having a baby shower, and neither are you two,” I say before I take a sip of my wine. “Nathan’s right, they’re a complete waste of time.”
“That’s if we even have kids,” Brooke says casually.
“You don’t want kids?” I frown, this is the first I hear of this.
Brooke shrugs. “I don’t know. I’m thirty-three and single. Who knows what the future holds. It may not be in my destiny.”
“I’m having kids,” I tell her. “If I can, of course. Or I want to adopt or foster, but being a mom is something I definitely want to do.”
“Well, you’d better get Nathan out of your bed then,” Jolie says before she takes a big gulp of her wine.
“What does that mean?” I frown.
“It means just that. No guy is going to want to date a woman who sleeps with another man every night.”
“We’re friends. And when was the last time you had sex?” I retort.
“A while ago.” Jolie sighs.
I look between my two beautiful friends, and something blindingly obvious stands out. “What’s going on with us?”
“What?”
“Look at us,” I say. “In our thirties, successful, financially independent and happy, yet nobody out there interests us romantically. There’s no shortage of men, just none are appealing to us three.”
We all stare into space as we each go over that notion in our mind.
