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“Fuck no! I was married to your brother for five years, and he cheated on me for three of them. He should be thankful that’s all I broke. Still,” she said, the humour dropping from her voice, “he seems pretty upset.”
“Upset he got caught, perhaps. Probably diddling some nurse at the hospital. Idiot never learns.”
“I don’t know,” Abby said. “He seemed genuinely heartbroken.”
Jane repressed an unconvinced snort and kept any further thoughts on the matter to herself. She’d always been the more cynical of the two women, but as much as everyone liked to joke otherwise, she did, in fact, know when to shut up.
A moment later, Abby announced, “There. All one hundred tiny bloody buttons undone.”
Jane shimmied out of her wedding dress and handed it to Abby.
“Where do you want me to put it?”
Another wave of nausea hit her and she swallowed back bile. “The rubbish bin seems appropriate.”
Abby held up the dress and stared at it for a moment, then said, “How about we take it to The Forge? Come over tomorrow for breakfast. We’ll have a ceremonial dress burning and, I don’t know, toast marshmallows or something.”
The first genuine smile Jane had felt all afternoon spread across her face at the idea of setting fire to the lacy symbol of her demise, but… “I have to go to the police station first thing in the morning.”
“Okay, we’ll make it lunch instead.”
“Deal,” she said. “And as we watch it burn, I’ll have a ginger beer on the rocks and pretend it’s bourbon.”
“Mocktails all round,” Abby agreed. “Now are you sure you don’t want me to stay with you tonight? It’s really no trouble.”
Jane took Abby’s hands in hers and gently squeezed them. They’d been best friends for as long as she could remember, and she loved her like a sister, but all she really wanted was to be left alone.
“Abbs, I’m fine. I mean, let’s face it, this marriage was little more than one of convenience anyway. Obviously more convenient for him than for me.”
“Yeah, but you still cared for him.”
Jane dropped her gaze. “But I didn’t love him.” She shrugged. “Maybe this is all just karma coming to bite me in the arse.”
Abbytsked. “There’s no such thing.”
“Yeah, well, I guess it’s a moot point now anyway. And you really should go. Wolf has been waiting for you in the car all this time.”
Her friend blushed and flicked some invisible lint from the wedding dress she’d draped over her arm. “Oh, he doesn’t mind waiting.”
Jane raised one brow in silent question.
A broad smile stretched across Abby’s pretty face as she explained, “For every minute I make him wait, he’ll add another smack to my next spanking.”
“You’ve been in here for almost twenty minutes,” Jane said, eyes wide.
She didn’t get off on spanking the way her friend did, couldn’t even begin to imagine surrendering that much control to someone. Sure, she enjoyed a firm hand on her arse during sex, relished a tiny bite of pain to push her pleasure higher. But letting your partner smack you until your arse was so red you couldn’t sit down, letting them control your orgasms?
No thank you.
Abby, however, sighed happily. “I know.”
With a laugh and a shake of her head, Jane pushed her friend towards the door. “Go. Have a good night. One of us should.”
A slight frown appeared on her friend’s face. “If you change your mind….”
“You’ll be the first to know,” Jane promised, even crossing her heart as she said so.
Abby yanked her into her arms. “I love you.”
