The doors opened and she stood back, waiting while two guys got off. Just before the doors closed, someone called to hold the elevator and she stuck a hand out, stopping the doors. An older man carrying a briefcase came inside and nodded at her.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

Silence again. The man got off on the third floor. They rode up to the sixth without speaking, her mind reeling as she tried to figure out why Holly was there. She went into their suite of offices, nodding quickly at her admin assistant before going on to her own office.

She closed the door, then leaned back against it. “What in the world are you doing here?” she blurted out.

Holly gave her one of her practiced smiles. “Does that mean you’ve missed me?”

“Not for a minute.” She moved around Holly to her desk, opting to sit behind it. Holly took one of the visitor’s chairs, crossing her legs and resting her purse on her lap.

“Well, I thought we could talk. Visit.”

“Whatever for?”

The smile left Holly’s face. “I think I made a mistake, Abigail.”

Abby arched an eyebrow but said nothing.

“With you.”

“Which time?” Abby shot back.

The smile Holly gave her was actually a little sad-looking, and again, she wondered what was going on.

“I should never have ended things with you.”

“Of course you should have. We were so wrong for each other, Holly. I can see that clearly now.” She waved a hand in the air. “Besides, I think you said you preferred men. Remember?”

“As I tried to tell you over Christmas, I was wrong about that. Aaron—while a very sweet man—doesn’t get my…” She paused. “Well, to be blunt, he doesn’t get my juices flowing, if you know what I mean.”

“Oh good lord, I do not need to hear this.”

“Sorry, but it’s the truth.”

“And it took you two years to figure this out?”

“I thought it was something I could live with. Turns out, I don’t think I can. Seeing you again at Christmas, I realized that what I have with Aaron is not enough.”

She frowned. “Wait a minute. Surely you’re not suggesting that you and I…what? Date again?”

“That’s exactly what I’m suggesting.”

Abby laughed. “Oh, can you imagine how next Christmas would be if you and I started dating again?” Her smile disappeared. “But I guess you forgot that I’m seeing someone. Remember Nic?”

“Is she still in the picture? My god, Abigail, you can do so much better than that.”

Abby stared at her. “I can do better? What? You?”

“She doesn’t even have a real job. She works for her uncle, for god’s sake, doing who knows what.” Holly leaned closer to the desk. “Aren’t you embarrassed to introduce her to your friends?”

“Wow.”

“Wow?”