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Molly waves a dismissive hand in the kids’ direction. “They’re six. In pioneer days, they’d be married off and starting families of their own by now. They’ll be fine for an hour.”
I laugh as I head to the car, thinking she’s more likely to create an elaborateplanin which Michael discovers her doing jumping jacks—probably while kidnapped—than go to the office.
I drive to the bar where I met Harrison for the first time, a bar which is apparently owned by Caleb’s friend Beck.
Harrison warned us not to do anything that might make us appear to be a couple, but that doesn’t stop Caleb from running a hand over my hip when I walk up to him at the bar and giving me a longer look than he should, head to toe. “We don’t have to stay,” he says, doing a double take when he glimpses my bra strap. “Red?”
“Early birthday gift from Molly.”
His eyes darken, and he gives the biggest, fakest yawn I’ve ever seen. “I’m exhausted. It’s time to go.”
“Really subtle, you two,” says Harrison, who I hadn’t even noticed. “Hey, Beck, come over here and stare into my eyes for a while. You know, the wayfriendsdo.”
The tiny, elegant woman beside Harrison waves. “I’m Audrey, Harrison’s wife.”
She’s not at all what I expected, with her glossy black bob and pedicure to match, her Fendi bag and enough diamonds on her wrist and ears to support a starving village.
I wonder if Kate was pulled together like this too. If she had perfect hair and couldn’timaginebiting her nails the way I do.
Caleb leans close to my ear. “What do you want to drink? Choose something strong because we’re leaving the second it’s done.”
“Surprise me,” I reply, grinning at the filthy look that flashes over his face.
While he turns to the bar, Harrison introduces me to Liam and Beck, both of whom I recognize from childhood—Liam because he has the same wide smile and Beck because he remains the massive hulk of a man he was at age twelve, standing at least four inches taller than Caleb, who’s six-two, and at least six inches wider.
“The infamous Lucie,” he says, raising a brow. “I figured we’d meet you eventually. Caleb’s been talking about you incessantly since you moved in.”
“I wouldn’t say it wasincessant,” Caleb argues over his shoulder, still waiting on my drink.
Beck and Harrison exchange a look and laugh.
“It was incessant,” Harrison confirms.
“I was mostly complaining about how you were spending all my money,” Caleb says, handing me a neon-blue drink garnished with about seventeen pieces of fruit on top. “Here you go. It seemed like a fitting drink for the Pineapple Princess.”
“You truly have no understanding of our area’s vegetation and produce.”
We look at each other and smile, prompting another groan from Harrison. “For fuck’s sake. Stop that.”
We do our insufficient best, but it’s not much of an effort. The guys start talking about some fight they got in with a rival football team in high school, and through it all, Caleb’s gaze keeps reverting to mine—a knowing little look I like way too much. I can’t wait to show him the lingerie.
The football discussion turns into an argument over whose fault the fight was. Caleb gives me an apologetic smile as he crosses the bar with the guys to ask a classmate to settle it, and Audrey moves into the seat he vacated. “He’s so different with you,” she muses.
I’d somehow forgotten that all these people knew Kate. They probably knew herwell. Were they at their wedding? Were they at the hospital when Hannah was born? Are they thinking that I’m simply a weak stand-in for the girl Caleb lost?
I hesitate, my certainty that I should not pry conflicting with a strong desire to do exactly that. “Different?”
She glances around to make sure no one’s listening. “I can only speak to the last few years. I didn’t live here before…But, anyway, it was a pretty miserable situation for everyone, from what I saw.”
I bite my lip. “They must have been happy at some point. I mean, they dated for a while before she got pregnant.”
“I’ve always gotten the impression that it was more of a”—she flinches—“primal thing.”
I stiffen. “What do you mean?”
Audrey winces. “Kate was...Kate. You’d have to meet her to get it. She’s like this black hole, and she sucks men in. Ugh. Ignore me. Suffice it to say that whatever appeal she held, he’s much happier with you.”
My heart sinks anyway. If Katedoescome back, how could I possibly compare to a sexual black hole? I can’t.
