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“I love it here,” I gushed. “Can I move in?”
I was standing in the middle of the massive cedar cabin-style house that belonged to Danica, Ashley and Matt. They’d had it built because they’d decided that Ashley’s bachelor house on the island, which they still owned, wasn’t really big enough for the three of them plus whatever guests they’d like to have out.
Aunt Madeleine and her team had designed it, and Danica had just given Dani, Taylor and I our first official tour. No one had seen it fully furnished and decorated until now.
It was beautiful, comfortable, a bit woodsy, a bit glam, and perfect for Danica and her husbands. I loved the feel of it, and seeing all their things tangled up together. Danica’s design and fashion magazines and Ashley’s guitars and Matt’s bass guitars. The art on the walls. Travel pictures. Family photos.
An AC/DC T-shirt that belonged to one of the guys discarded on the couch with a little basket of nail polishes that belonged to Danica.
“Well,” Danica replied, as she cracked open her favorite drink, a Strongbow cider, and poured it into a glass for me, “you’d have to move back from San Diego for that to happen. So, I’m going to say yes.” She handed me my drink and held hers aloft so we could tap them together. “You move back, you can move into this house.”
“I’ll seriously consider it,” I joked.
“But…” she added thoughtfully, “you would have to put up with Ash walking around naked.”
“He does that?”
“All the time.”
Taylor gave me a wide-eyed look over her beer, telling me that she’d witnessed this phenomenon herself. Ashley was gorgeous and all, but I really didn’t need to see that. Danica had let slip, long ago, that he was pierced, and if I caught a glimpse of that, I’d definitely be staring.
“Uh, are they coming back tonight?” I asked.
“Nope. I made them swear to stay at Dylan’s until the morning.”
Good. The only people in the house right now were the four of us girls and that suited me just fine. When Danica messaged me today to say that she wanted to have us out for a girls’ night at the new house, I was all in. It didn’t hurt to get away from Mom’s house for a night anyway. All day today she’d been buzzing around, annoying me with questions about the wedding.
Had I confirmed the new flowers yet? Had I talked to the venue about the revised table arrangement?
Her micromanaging was getting out of control. I was trying to let it slide because I knew she was just excited. But some breathing space would do me good.
That, and it was very hard to obsess over everything I’d talked to Madeleine about last night, and talked to Shane about the day before, as thoroughly as I wanted to with Mom interrupting me every ten minutes. It was like she expected me to be eating, sleeping and breathing her wedding details.
It was Saturday night. I needed a freaking night with my girls.
I mean, I would’ve gone for a night with Shane, but even though I’d checked my phone a thousand times all day, yesterday and today, there was, sadly, no message from Daddy.
Last time I saw him was in the pool house, when he made me come with his mouth as “reward” for blowing him—a record eight freaking times, at least; the ability to count got a bit blurry there at a certain point.
And since then… nothing.
Not a word.
I glanced at the girls like they could somehow read my dirty thoughts. But they were still talking about Danica’s men.
“Do you think they’ll actually behave?” Dani inquired.
It was totally Ashley’s style to crash girls’ night.
“They’ve got video games, Netflix and a hot tub,” Danica said, “plus a fridge full of beer. They’ll be fine.”
“Also. I’m pretty sure Ashley was planning something special for Matthew,” Taylor said innocently. “Involving dicks.”
“Whose dicks?” Dani smirked.
“Their own, obviously,” Taylor said. “It will never not feel slightly strange for me to say this to you, Danica, but your husbands are so adorably in love.”
