Chapters (53)
- Books by Michael Thomas Ford
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Author’s Note
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- Copyright Page
Nicole, not hearing her, continued talking. “Well, I think Joey would love her. What are you doing tonight?” she asked Caddie.
“Tonight?” Caddie thought quickly. “Tonight my dad is making dinner for me. Sorry.”
Nicole frowned. “Okay, but we’re definitely going out sometime this week. Give me your number.”
“Actually, I don’t even know what it is,” Caddie said truthfully. “I didn’t bring my cell with me, and I always use speed dial if I have to call my father.”
“Well, here’s mine,” Nicole said, producing a pen from her bag and scribbling on a napkin. She handed it to Caddie. “Now you promise you’ll call me.”
“Sure,” Caddie said, folding the napkin and tucking it into her pocket.
“Excuse me,” Nicole said, getting up. “I need to visit the little girls’ room.”
She left Caddie alone with Nick. As soon as she was out of earshot Caddie said, “You’re an asshole.”
Nick put his hands up. “I know,” he said. “I know.”
Caddie waited for him to continue, but he didn’t. “That’s it?” she said. “You know? How about ‘I’m sorry’?”
“I’m sorry,” Nick said obediently.
“No, you’re not!” Caddie snapped. “You’re just horny. And stupid. She’s a nice girl. She thinks you love her.”
“I do love her,” said Nick defensively.
Caddie snorted. “She thinks she’s the only girl you’ve been with.”
Nick leaned back in his chair. “What do you want me to say?” he asked her. “We’ve been together six years.”
“Seven,” said Caddie.
“Seven years,” said Nick. “That’s a long time with one girl.”
“So break up with her,” Caddie suggested. “Don’t lie to her.”
Nick shook his head. “I can’t,” he said. “It would break her heart.”
Caddie stared at him. “You’re something else,” she said. “You think you’re so wonderful that she wouldn’t be able to live without you? Here’s a news flash—she’s in love with being in love, not with you. And you’d better pray she never figures that out, because then you really will be sorry.”
“Thank you, Dr. Phil,” Nick cracked. “I was good enough for you, wasn’t I?”
“That’s the sad thing,” Caddie said.
Nick smiled. “Come on,” he said. “You liked it as much as I did.” He put his elbows on the table and leaned toward her. “And I bet you wouldn’t mind doing it again either.”
No, I wouldn’t, Caddie thought to herself. And that’s even sadder. But to Nick she said, “You weren’t that good. Maybe I should give your brother a try, like Nicole said.”
“Hey, I can set it up,” said Nick. “Maybe you’d like a Pirelli brothers sandwich.”
Nicole, returning from the bathroom, took her seat. “You two planning what we’re going to do this week?” she asked.
“I suggested a couple of things,” Nick said.