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“Happier than I ever could’ve imagined possible.” Sophie smiles and then grimaces. “I’m sorry. Not what you want to hear right now.”
“No. I mean, ofcourse,I want to hear that. After the crap you went through with your stupid family, you deserve all the happy.”
“Yeah, well, so do you.”
“I know.” I nod my agreement because I believe we all, every one of us, have a right to be happy.
“So, why aren’t you?”
“Who says I’m not?”
Sophie forces a burst of air from between her lips that’s so loud, Max jumps and Leo’s little face contorts into a grimace.
After the split second of silence, Max barks, Leo winds up like a fire engine siren, and Sophie and I burst out laughing. She picks up her small human and cuddles him onto her lap. He pulls at her sweater and she gives him her nipple.
“That easy, eh?”
“Until he turns two. Then we’ll have eighteen to twenty years of not so easy, and then, assuming he’s straight, some other woman’s breast will calm him.”
I hug myself. An overwhelming desire to be held in Will’s arms, the way Sophie is cradling Leo, makes me sigh in sadness.
“You two are great together. Why are you so sure you can’t work it out?” she asks.
I shake my head and bite my lower lip. Shrug. “City mouse and country mouse.”
“Mice don’t drive Lincoln Aviators. There are options.”
“I canceled my contract with his company. I’ve done the paperwork, at least.”
“Did Will let you cancel it?”
“No. It’s not his call. The contract is with the company, not him personally. He doesn’t have a say,” I reply, perhaps a little defensively.
“You know, when I met Nick, he was all, ‘I’m never going to live in a small town.’” Sophie deepens her voice, and Leo looks up with amused eyes. “But a few months here and …”
“That’s because of you. You are a much better draw than anything the city could ever offer that man. He is darned lucky you put up with his crap while he figured that out.”
“He put up with his fair share of crap from me, too.”
“Well, it’s not like I have any better alternative to offer Will. ‘Hey, you want to move into my low-rent, two-bedroom apartment with my sister and give up your elevator commute and your on-call chefs and anything you could ever want delivered to your door within ten minutes of you thinking about it?’ Not going to happen. He’s a billionaire, Sophie. With a capital B.”
I attach all the little trains together and push them around the figure-eight track. “Will is on his track and mine is … I don’t know. I don’t even have a track.”
Sophie rolls her eyes. “Pity is not a good look on you, Virginia.”
I stick out my tongue. “Fine. I just don’t see how we can get ourselves on the same track.”
“Because?”
“Because,” I say, pointing at the train, “infinitely wealthy,” and then at myself, “barely getting by.”
“Huh. I thought you said the problem was that he wants to live in his city high-rise and you need to live closer to the ground. So the truth is that you’re still not accepting you’re worthy of all the things your dumbass dad said were too good for you.” She stares down at me from her chair.
“No!”
“Yes,” she says in little more than a whisper. “You should talk to Nick.”
“Why?”
