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He leaned down slightly, so I caught the amusement in his eyes—which were blue—and a hint of some intoxicating cologne. “I look forward to it.”
We both watched him disappear, fully confident in his walk. The man had an ass and swagger to boot.
“That was bold. I bet he’s packing in the penis department.”
I choked on my water as she looked at me and shrugged. “And I’m just going to say right now, I totally thought he was staring at me. I may need my eyes checked.”
“He’s the one that’s blind,” I said, eyeing my best friend in her signature red dress. I’d been surrounded by beautiful people my whole life, but none of them shined quite as bright as the woman who held out her hand to me and picked me up when I was at my lowest.
“Stop doing that,” she said, popping a piece of bread in her mouth.
“Doing what?”
“She was beautiful, I’m sure, but it’s okay that you are beautiful too. Stop downplaying your looks to appease your mother. She’s not here.”
Mouth gaping, I jerked back in my seat. “Whoa, are we on the couch, Dr. Gersch?”
“Koti, I don’t think you realize how much you do it, but you are gorgeous. Case in point, that hot ass man wants to take you on a date and do the dirty.”
Our waitress grinned as she set the check down between us. “Sorry, I walked into that, but if I can be of any help to you, he had a black Amex. You really should call him.” The waitress made her leave as I stared at Patrick’s card.
“See,” Jasmine said with the nod of her chin. “Rich too.”
“I’ve dated rich and entitled. I’d rather date a man who has to work hard to buy me expensive wine.”
Jasmine tilted her head. “Why?”
“Because that would mean he would have to work for me, obviously.”
“Oh, as opposed to giving it away.” She threw her napkin on her plate.
“Don’t. This isn’t about the way you do things, it’s about what I want for myself.”
She darted her eyes around the table, a rare sign of the guilt she inflicted on herself for her random hookups.
“One day I will get over him.”
“You will,” I assured. “It’s okay to enjoy yourself.”
Jasmine chewed the inside of her cheek. “What if I can’t love another man?”
“Then we’ll love each other.”
She looked at me with gleaming eyes and asked in a shaky voice, “Promise?”
“Promise. You’re my person, Jasmine Ann Gersch. You don’t ever leave your person.”
She smiled, but it was weak. Even though it had been a little over a year since her fiancé had abandoned her in St. Thomas, her issues remained. It wasn’t rocket science. We both knew why she wouldn’t commit or even attempt to. She had been badly burned.
“You can talk about Steven, with me, if you want. You know that.”
“I think I’m over that phase, but I appreciate it. My sisters won’t even let me say his name. He’s the reason I’m here and away from them and their children. My sisters are having babies and marrying their princes and I’m not even a part of their lives.”
“Then go see them.”
“I will. I want to, but I was too busy trying to get the business off the ground. I felt like I had something to prove to a man who doesn’t give a shit about me.” She took a sip of her water to cool the emotion budding on the tip of her tongue. “I just don’t understand how I can feel so much after all this time and know he doesn’t feel anything at all.”
“You don’t know that. And he’s an idiot.”
