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Lose this man.
Suddenly, those three words sounded like the scariest ones on the planet. I used to think “I love you” were the most terrifying words of all, but now, “lose this man” were taking their place.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Clenching my teethlike my jaw was soldered shut, I watched Marge stalk across the ballroom floor. I had no idea what she had up her sleeve, but what I did know was no matter what it was, I trusted her.
Trust.
I trusted her. I trusted all of them. I didn’t think there was anyone else in the world I could have used that word to describe until I met my Wilder Widows. A huge weight had lifted off my shoulders when I’d admitted my truth, and I wished now I’d trusted them with it sooner ... trusted myself with it sooner. It wasn’t easy for me to express my emotions, much less share them, but I promised myself right then and there to try my hardest to open myself up to them more. Lean on them. Trust them. And in doing so, hopefully, learn to trust in my emotions.
“Oh, my. What do you think she’s doing? You don’t think she’s—” Doris leaned in, “—crop dusting her, do you?”
Sylvie chuckled. “I don’t even think Marge knows Marge’s plan at this point. But I do know if anyone can get rid of that Jessica Rabbit vampire, it’s Marge.”
“Oh, this is too nerve-wracking. I don’t think I can watch.” Doris covered her eyes with her hands.
I couldn’t take my eyes off Marge, watching with bated breath as she finally moved in.
Images of all the ways she could rip Alejandro from the vampire’s clutches flashed through my mind, but none of them ended without him knowing Marge had instigated it—thatIhad instigated it. But just when I was ready to jump up and flag Marge back, she pivoted on her little cushioned shoe and hip-checked the server passing by with the champagne tray. She hit him at just the right angle that he flew into the back of Jessica Rabbit, champagne exploding all over her as she gasped.
My hand flew to my mouth as I watched my rival squealing, the server scrambling to stay on his feet. And like a stealth ninja, Marge spun herself into the crowd, her short height helping her disappear instantly like she’d never been there to begin with.
“My dress! It’s ruined!” Jessica Rabbit squealed.
“Oh. My. God,” Sylvie breathed through the hand covering her mouth. “Did she just ...”
“Yes. Yes, she did.” I smiled. “She vanquished the vampire.” My happy little heart palpated as I watched Jessica Rabbit run for the exit, no doubt to try to salvage her dress. I caught sight of Marge continuing through the crowd toward the exit. She turned back to give me a little wink and a salute.
“Holy shit. She did it.” Sylvie grinned. “That vampire has been slayed. This is it. Now go get your man, Alice.”
Instead of jumping up and running toward him like I wanted, I sat frozen in my seat.
“What are you waiting for?” Doris gave me a nudge. “He’s alone now! Go tell him how you feel!”
Fear like I’d never known glued me into place. “I ... I can’t.”
