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Danica kind of chewed her lip for a moment. “Okay, fine. How was it?”
“There are no words for how it was,” I told them. “That’s howgoodit was.”
“That’sthe problem,” Danica surmised.
“Yeah. It’s a huge fucking problem. Because I’m getting all attached to him and I’m leaving soon.”
“So, then, maybe you don’t have to leave?” Danica said hopefully, shooting her sister a look.
“Ugh. It’s so not like that. He doesn’t want me to stay or anything.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because the feelings I’m having here are not mutual. If they were, he’d say so.”
“How do you know that?” Danica asked.
“Because. He tells me all the things.”
“What things?”
“Like, everything. Everything he wants from me.”
Dani looked skeptical. “Men don’t always say what they want, Jolie. They’re like, world famous for their shitty communication skills.”
“This one does say. Believe me.” I groaned. “He’s dominant, okay?”
They both stared at me, like,Huh?
“You know that stuff you guys are always whispering that Madeleine is into?” I said. “Well, she is. She told me so. And… Shane’s into that stuff, too.”
“With Madeleine?” Danica gasped.
“No. No, no, no. Not with Madeleine. Just with women. With… me.”
They were both way too silent now and I couldn’t stand it. I finally dragged myself vertical, and I noticed the boxes Danica had laid out on the table, opened, to display the jewelry she’d made. For the wedding party.
“Shit, Danica. We’re supposed to be looking at your jewelry.”
“It’s okay. We’ll get to that.”
“But you did all this work. Does everyone else have their pieces already?”
“No, just my mom. Your mom, Mireille and Madeleine still need theirs. And I’ve got your earrings here.”
She held them out to me, and I went to try them on in front of the mirror. They were gorgeous. Gold tear drops with rubies in them. Gifts from Mom and Jacob, simplified versions of what she’d be wearing when she walked up the aisle.
“Wow. They’re beautiful, Danica.”
“I’m so glad you like them.”
They looked killer with my outfit. A simple white tube top and nice jeans. My hair looked pretty good, too. I’d wanted to look nice if Shane showed up today and we ran into each other.
Which he didn’t.
A surge of emotion flooded me and I pressed my face into my hands. “What if I never see him again?!”
“It doesn’t have to be like that,” Danica said quickly, soothingly.
