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“You remember the time you fell out of the tree and broke your arm?” Lindsey asked. “You didn’t shed one tear. The EMS guy thought you were in shock.”

“He wrapped me in that heat blanket, and I was sweating like a pig.” I chuckled.

“You said, ‘Excuse me, sir, but I am frying like bacon over here,’” she said, laughing hysterically.

“God,” I said, laughing. “I miss being a kid. Life was so much simpler. Even my life. I didn’t have to worry about stupid boys or broken hearts. I just worried about getting you up and going for the day because you slept like a damn log.”

“I still do.” S

he giggled. “Snoring and all. If only my fans knew how hideous I was to sleep next to, none of them would want to have sex with me.”

“They still would.” I laughed.

“I’m sorry,” Lindsey said, laying her head on my shoulder. “I haven’t been there for you like I should be. You need me right now, and I am off in La La land, drinking, partying, and working.”

“And being a fiancée and planning a wedding,” I said. “I am the one that should be apologizing. I feel like I burnt out right before the finish line, leaving you to sweep up the pieces.”

“See, this is why I don’t deserve you as a friend,” she said.

“What are you talking about?”

“You are so selfless,” she replied. “You are going through hell right now, and all you can think about is being there for me because I’m getting married. All I can think about is how much I want to eat my wedding cake.”

“In your defense, that thing was amazing,” I said. “I totally have been dreaming about eating that thing, even when I feel like hell. At the wedding, I am going to steal an entire layer and take it in the back.”

“I’m such a terrible friend,” she said, starting to cry.

“No, you’re not,” I said. “You are the greatest friend. You protect me, barge into billionaire’s offices, and give them a piece of your mind, and you always give me the best advice ever.”

“But you’re pregnant and all alone,” she wailed. “You need me more than I need you.”

“I love you,” I said, feeling the hormones start to kick in. “We take turns needing each other.”

“And it’s your turn, and I’ve dropped the ball,” she said, wiping her tears. “I’ve dropped it right into a whirlwind of wedding plans, rubbing my happiness in your face while my sister demolishes your happy ending. I wish she was here right now. I’d kick her ass up and down the damn street.”

I laughed through my tears and sat back, putting my arm around Lindsey. She rested her head on my chest and cried, sipping her drink through sobs. We looked absolutely insane sitting in the middle of the bar, having complete emotional breakdowns. This girl meant the world to me, and I could never be mad or upset at her. I might find myself green from envy at times since she had the perfect life, at least from where I was sitting, but I could never dislike her.

Several people walked by, looking over at us like we were crazy. I grabbed a napkin off the table and handed it to Lindsey. She sat up and blotted her eyes, sniffling as she looked over at me.

“We need to pull it together,” I said. “People are staring at us.”

“Oh, fuck them.” She laughed. “They are just jealous because they don’t have you as their best friend.”

“You’re crying because you’re drunk.” I laughed. “And I’m crying because my hormones are attacking me like an army. We are a complete and total disaster.”

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t want to be a disaster with anyone but you,” she said.

“And Jordan,” I pointed out.

“No, I would give him up for my bestie any day,” she said, hugging me.

“For some reason, I think that’s a lie, but I am going to pretend that it’s the truth,” I said, giggling. “We will get our shit together one day.”

“Soon,” she said, pointing at me and clearing up her crying. “Right now, though, I have shots to take, and you have good thoughts to think.”

I nodded and watched her bounce off to the bar. She was such a mess, but I didn’t know how I would have survived all of this without her.

Chapter 22

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