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“Feelings?”
“Yeah,” she responded thickly.
She blamed Jordan—and herself. How had she fallen prey to his charm? She should have known better. She did know better. And even if she had to keep banging her head against a wall, she would do better next time.
Bernice sighed. “The smooth-as-honey jocks are always the ones that are hardest to resist.”
“You know?” Sera raised her eyebrows. Bernice seemed to be speaking from experience.
“Remind me to tell you about Miguel another time.”
Sera’s eyes widened because her manager had been married for years. Had Bernice had an affair?
“He was pre-Keith,” her manager added. “I learned my lesson.”
Sera wished she had, too.
“Okay,” Bernice said briskly. “When’s your next appointment with the Razors’ resident bad boy?”
“Wednesday at two.”
“Let me look at my schedule and see who else on staff is available.”
Sera relaxed her shoulders. “Thanks, Bernice.”
“We can tell him you’re unavailable this week and work from there, until this situation gets resolved.”
As far as Sera was concerned, this situation was already resolved. She and Jordan were over and done. She shook her head. “This isn’t a temporary squabble. There’s no hope—”
Bernice waved her hand. “We’ll see.”
Sera sighed. At least she had a temporary reprieve. “Thanks, Bernice.”
Sera did her best to focus on work for the rest of the day. On the way home, she stopped at Bellerose in order to pick up some groceries. She was either going to cook and bake her troubles away or indulge in some premade comfort food—maybe both.
On the way to the ice-cream section, she stopped abruptly as she caught sight of her cousin Marisa—or rather, her cousin spotted her. She bit back a groan.
“We have to stop meeting this way,” Marisa joked, maneuvering her cart out of the way.
Tell me about it. The last thing she needed right now was to run into her cousin. She wasn’t sure she had time to put on her brave face. “Let me guess. With Dahlia around now, you mostly get to do the supermarket run only in the evenings when Cole gets home.”
Her cousin smiled. “Bingo.”
Unfortunately, Sera thought, it was also the time when she’d be getting out of work and maybe stopping for milk on the way home. Karma was against her these days in a major way.
Marisa searched her cousin’s face and then glanced around them as if to be sure they had some privacy for the moment. “How are you doing?”
“As well as can be expected today,” Sera responded noncommittally.
“I was going to call you later on, after I knew you’d be home from work. If you need someone to lend an ear or a shoulder...”
Sera blinked. “To cry on?” She shrugged. “Sorry, all my tears have been washed away.”
Marisa sighed.
“How are the Serenghettis handling the news?” Sera damned herself for asking.
After she and Jordan had been ambushed by the photographer, she’d figured it was just a matter of time until the news became really public—though she hadn’t expected it to find its way to Bernice so quickly. Perhaps Jordan had called to forewarn his family...a courtesy he hadn’t extended to her. Maybe he’d learned something from her reaction to being caught by surprise and decided telling others himself was the better course.
