Chapters (25)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Praise
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- Teaser chapter
“Well, we’re a really sorry group.” Laurel sat on the bed. “Nobody’s to blame, really. It just is what it is. But I think I’ll skip the fun and games tonight. You can make an excuse, right? Headache, shopping fatigue, one too many margaritas.”
“Sure, but . . .” Mac trailed off, looked at Parker and Emma.
“What? What now?”
“Del’s gone.” Parker sat beside her.
“Gone? What do you mean gone?”
“He said he’d be back in the morning. That he had to go take care of something. He made it sound like work, but . . .”
“Nobody bought that.” Laurel put her head in her hands.
“Great. Just great. I told him to go away. Since when does he listen? Now everything’s screwed up. I should’ve gone away. For God’s sake, it’s his house.”
“He’ll be back.” Emma stepped over to rub Laurel’s back. “He probably just wanted to give you a little space. You’ll make up, honey.”
“It’s not about making up. The things I said . . . ”
“Everybody says rotten things when they’re mad or upset,” Mac told her.
“I told him I loved him, always had. That there’d never been anyone else. Basically, I ripped out my own heart and threw it at him.”
“What did he say?” Parker demanded.
“That’s about the time I told him I didn’t want to hear it, and to go away. And I stalked off. Okay, I ran off.”
“He didn’t come after you?” Emma huffed. “Idiot.”
“No, really. He knows enough to be sure I meant it. I didn’t expect him to actually leave. You can know someone all your life, and they can still surprise you. Let’s just try not to have this spoil everything. I think I’d be literally sick if it did. I just want to go to bed.”
“We’ll stay with you,” Emma murmured.
“No, really. I’m going to bed, and you can all do me a favor by going out there and fostering the pretense that everything’s fine. Situation normal. I’d really appreciate it.”
“Okay,” Parker said before Emma could protest. “If you need company or anything else, you just have to knock on my door.”
“I know. I’ll be all right, and I’ll be better in the morning.”
“If you’re not, and you want to go home, we’ll go.” Parker pulled her in for a hug.
“Or we’ll kick the men out and stay,” Mac told her.
“Best friends ever. I’ll be fine.”
She stayed where she was when they left her, but knowing one of them would come back to check on her in an hour, she made herself get up, get ready for bed.