“No. We went out for a very early dinner, and they went back to Waco. I spent all day yesterday cleaning house, doing laundry, and changing the sheets on our bed. I sent Michael to the grocery store to get him out of the house. So, not a fun weekend.” She stabbed a fork into her salad. “What about you? Do anything exciting?”

“Marcos took me out for burgers and margaritas yesterday. That was fun.”

“You haven’t been out with him in a while, have you?”

“No. I hadn’t seen him since Thanksgiving.”

“And the girlfriend search?”

Abby waved her hand in the air. “No. I’ve given up on that plan. I’m going alone. As I told Marcos, I’m a grown-ass woman. I can handle it.”

Sharon laughed. “If I were you, I’d take Nic up on her offer. It might be the only way you ever have sex again.”

Abby gave her a humorless smile, wishing she’d not told Sharon about Nic’s offer. Or rather, her counteroffer, as she’d called it. “Very funny. I’m sure I will meet some cute, charming woman someday who will sweep me off my feet.” She sighed. “At least, that’s my dream. Of course, I’d thought that about Holly once, didn’t I?”

“Yes. You thought you’d found your Princess Charming.”

“More like wicked stepsister.” Then she groaned. “And soon she’ll be my wicked sister-in-law.”

Sharon pointed her fork at her. “Whatever you do, do not sleep with her again. I’m not sure either of us could take that. I think you’d need a professional therapist then, not just me pretending to be one.”

Abby laughed. “No. I’m going with the mindset that I will not sleep with her, no matter how much she flirts with me. I won’t do it,” she said with confidence. “I admit, I was weak last year. I won’t make that same mistake again.” Right?

“Oh, look! There she is.”

Abby turned, finding Nic strolling through the courtyard, holding a tray from the cafeteria. She was wearing jeans. Tight jeans today, not the loose, baggy ones she’d seen before. No, these were curve-clinging, and Abby found herself staring.

“She’s cute.”

Abby pulled her glance away. “Yeah. And she knows it. You can’t trust people like that.”

“It seems like she’s been here a lot lately. Thursday last week. Here it is Monday and she’s already here.” Sharon smirked at her. “I think she’s here for your benefit.”

“What? Parading around in tight jeans so I’ll see what I’m missing out on?”

“I saw you staring at her. So that would be a yes.”

Abby shook her head. “You know me well enough to know that I don’t do anonymous sex.”

“Oh, I know. You like to thoroughly vet the person first. So romantic,” she said sarcastically.