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“Did he go down low?”
“Oh, god,” Nicky emits a pained shriek into the air. “That’s my mother! Don’t ask her that!”
Emma doesn’t care. She grabs Noelle’s hand. “Did he, though? Did he?”
I throw my arms around the blushing woman and give her shoulders a tight squeeze. “Ignore them. They’re nosy bitches.”
“Aren’t they, though?!” Noelle agrees, hugging me back.
Davis’s parents got divorced about fifteen years ago. Things between them were always bitter and acrimonious. Until recently.
A few weeks back, Noelle finally realized she was way too good for the loser she had been dating before. She dumped him—thank god—and her ex-husband, Luther, immediately stepped up and staked his claim. Now, the former spouses are ‘seeing each other’ again, whatever that means.
Noelle and Luther have been very tight-lipped about the details of their rekindled love affair. They probably don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up.
But for what it’s worth, I support them completely. They deserve to have fun, to find their own sort of happiness. And if it leads to something more? There’s zero judgment from me.
Still looking troubled, Ziggy discreetly slips away from our table. Now, she’s sprinkling a clear liquid around our private room. Is that holy water?
Nadia glances away from her video-call with Harry to give our free-spirited friend a worried look. “Uh, Ziggy? Please tell me you’re not still trying to fumigate this place?”
Emma looks as though she has something to say, but seals her lips closed when Ziggy shoots a pointed look our way. “Keep laughing, bitches. It’s all kicks and giggles until all of you are banging down the church door on Sunday morning in need of an exorcism.” There’s not one ounce of humor in her expression.
Eyes rolling, Nicky holds up her glass. “Zig, I know you have good intentions and I don’t want to complain, but the ‘holy droplets’ are landing in our drinks.”
Meghan sighs harshly, pushing her chair away from the table. “You know what? I trust Ziggy’s instincts. If she has a bad feeling about this place, let’s just get out of here.”
Everyone grumbles their agreement and we begin to gather our things.
“So, where to?” Nadia questions as she shrugs into her cute leather jacket.
“You girls decide,” Meghan demands, adjusting her plastic tiara. “This bride-to-be refuses to make any decisions tonight.”
“The Hot Sauce?” Emma offers. “It’s close enough that we can just walk and not deal with a taxi.”
The suggestion earns a resoundingyes!from the group. Not all too surprising, considering it’s our usual bar.
“We should have just gone there to start with.” Nadia snickers.
I can’t help but agree. “That’s what we get for trying something new.”
Nicky plucks a fur ball out of the bride-to-be’s hair and pulls her toward the exit. “Okay, future sister, let’s get therealfun started, shall we?”
“Hell yes!” With a shrill squeal and her arms flung into the air, Meghan dances her way out of the room and everyone follows after her.
“Wait for me by the door!” I call after them, hustling across the main room to settle our tab at the bar. As I’m handing over my debit card, something catches my eye. Or rather,someone.
A tall, slender woman with a neon red pixie cut passes through the small bar crowd, sending a shiver down my spine.
My insides freeze.
Even though it’s been four years since I last saw her, there’s no way I’d forget that woman.Her blunt haircut. Her dominant stride. The stony expression on her face.
Talk about seeing a ghost.
“No. I’m wrong…” I mutter quietly to calm myself. “It’s just my imagination and too much crappy wine. No way it’s her. She moved away. She’s gone.”
But despite my internal reassurances, my stomach is already tied up with nerves. Just like those squiggly old-fashioned phone cords.
