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“You know what. You’re right. My plan was to soak in the bath and sulk. Your plan sounds like more fun.”

“Oh no. What are you sulking about?”

“I’ll tell you when I see you; otherwise, we’ll be on the phone all night. Where and when?”

Mary Ellen laughed. “Muse. Eight o’clock. Have you eaten?”

“No, I was supposed to have dinner with my parents, but that didn’t work out. You?”

“Not unless popcorn counts.”

“No, popcorn does not count. Okay. I’ll call ahead and get us a table.”

“Ooh, I love that you can do that.”

“Me too. Antonio may be many things, but I do like that he’s the owner of our favorite wine bar.”

“Me too. So, are we doing the whole thing, dinner and dancing?”

“And drinking wine.”

“Great. I’ll wear my best frock.”

Chelsea laughed. “Why does what we’re doing dictate what you’re wearing?”

“Because, unlike you, I like to dress for the occasion. Just dinner would mean something more conservative than dinner and dancing. Dancing calls for something sparkly.”

“I just wear what feels good to me wherever I’m going, whatever I’m doing.”

“Don’t I know it. However, that’s fine for you, since you could wear a tablecloth with a belt and still look perfectly adorable.”

“Now there’s an idea,” she teased.

“No, please don’t. Indulge me. I want to wear something sparkly and sexy. Would you do the same, just for me? We can be two sexy singles out for a good time. Well, I know you’re not single, but I am, and you can be my wingman?”

“Hmm. That’s part of what I need to tell you. I am single again now.”

“Wait. What?”

“Like I said. I’ll tell you when I see you.”

“Oh, Chels. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It’s all good. I’ll see you at eight.”

Once she was ready, she decided to take a taxi downtown. If she and Mary Ellen were going to let their hair down, she wouldn’t be driving home afterward. She might as well admit it in advance and save herself the hassle of driving there and then having to figure out how to get her car back tomorrow.

She paid the driver and stepped out of the cab. Rodney, the Maître D’, greeted her with a warm smile. “It’s a pleasure to see you, Chelsea. It’s been a while.”

She shook his hand. “It has. It’s been all work and no play lately.”

“That’s no good. I hope a night at Muse will help remedy that. Are you meeting your cousin?”

“Antonio? Is he here?”

“Yes.”

She shook her head. For all his ways, she liked Antonio, but she really didn’t want to run into him this evening. Mary Ellen had a huge crush on him. She got all tongue tied around him, but refused to do anything about it. That would not make for a fun evening. “No, I’m having a girls’ night out with a friend.”

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