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Val chuckled. “Tabby Cat and Stubby Joe were way into each other…at least until Black Mike and Big Dick rolled back into town after a long absence, and they wanted Stubby Joe with them. Like…with them. Funny thing was, they were really digging Tabby Cat, too.”
“That little sinner!” Camilla said with a chuckle.
“I get a shiver every time Val calls that odious woman Tabby Cat,” Lucy said with a snicker. “Sorry, Val. Continue, please.”
“And she was really digging Black Mike and Big Dick,” Val continued, ignoring Charity’s snicker. “She liked them enough that she didn’t mind at first that they wanted to include another woman in the mix. Stubby Joe has never shared all the details with me but I guess she gave them a try and couldn’t handle the other woman in the mix. She split without a word to anyone. She doesn’t know they all three love her. They realized they’d neglected her when the other woman gloated to her friends about running Tabitha off so she could have them to herself and word got back to them. The three of them wanted to make it up to Tabitha and they’ve been looking for her ever since. When I told them I knew where she was, they didn’t hesitate to make the trip.”
“Huh,” Maizy said. “I guess it’s true, there’s someone for everyone, even grumpy-faced closet freaks. You were right, Lucy. She had skeletons in her closet none of us would’ve guessed at.”
Veronica listened as her friends made predictions about the outcome of the surprise reunion . Slipping into people-watching mode, she observed Val as he laughed at something Charity said before turning to speak to his cousin Ransome. With his attention turned elsewhere, Val didn’t see the long look Charity gave him, the way her eyes lingered as she gazed at his face before casting the same look Ransome’s way.
Veronica knew Charity was happily married to her husband, Justin, and they had two children who were nearly grown. Perhaps it was just the glare of the sun in Charity’s eyes and Veronica was looking for a story where none existed. Val turned his attention back to Charity and she smiled and nodded at what he said, her eyes showing only friendly interest.
Veronica’s writer’s mind automatically started churning out what-if scenarios, wondering what would happen if a well-established married couple were suddenly faced with the chance to become a ménage. The possibilities were endless and she wondered if she’d have time to make some notes for a story before they went on to the Wassail Fest.
Veronica was lost deep in thought when she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. Both Hank and Travis crowded around her right there in the street, and Hank said, “Well, Nika. We’re about as far out of the closet as we can get now.”
She smiled until she thought her face would crack and she threw her arms around both of them and let them carry her across Central Park to where their vehicle and decent changes of clothing and makeup remover awaited.
“Nika, please tell me that was you that pinched my ass when we were standing in the crowd earlier,” Travis said as they walked.
Veronica gigglesnorted. “It wasn’t me. I guess I’m going to have to carry a big stick.”
“That’s okay,” Travis said. “I just want out of these tights and this leotard. It’s giving me a serious wedgie.”
Chapter Nineteen
Hank smiled at Veronica as he stood on the ladder and reached down for the Christmas tree topper she’d discovered earlier that afternoon during the Wassail Fest in downtown Divine. They’d shared a cup of the hot beverage as they’d browsed the stores, and when she’d found a particularly pretty Christmas tree topper in one shop, he’d bought it for her, to add to the collection his mother had started so many years ago.
It meant a lot to him that Veronica had enjoyed sorting through his mother’s collection as much as she had. Once again, he knew, if his mother had still been alive, she would’ve loved Veronica.
Veronica looked like an angel, the dancing light from the fire flickering on her skin, illuminating the teardrop swells of her breasts with golden light as she lifted the topper, made into the shape of a star out of iridescent shells, up to him.
