Again, it really wasn’t any of Erica’s business, but she wasn’t going to hide her friendship with Laura.

“She uses the pool during the week whenever she wants. And when I’m here on the weekends, she usually comes over and we share the pool…and dinner.”

“Dinner? Yes, the rumor floating around the group is that you’ve been coming out here alone lately. Even your big party, I don’t recall you stealing someone and whisking them away to your bedroom.” Erica put her drink glass down. “Dry spell or…”

“Dry spell?” Amber asked with a laugh. “I can name six women off the top of my head who would kill to be here with her. Claudia included. I wouldn’t call that a dry spell.”

“There’s not anyone in the so-called group that I’m interested in dating,” she said.

“What about Melissa?”

“Melissa?”

“Melissa Hurst. The blonde. She’s thirty-three, I think.”

Cassidy laughed. “They’re all blond, Erica.”

“True. But—”

Cassidy held up her hand. “No, thanks. I’m fine.” She glanced into the pool, seeing Laura’s brows draw together from something Claudia said. “I think I’ll join them.”

Chapter Forty-Three

“Whatever your plan is with Cassidy, it’s never going to work. She is so far out of your league, it’s not even funny.”

“Excuse me?”

“Cassidy doesn’t date yard girls,” Claudia said, her expression and her voice both condescending. “In fact, you don’t stand a chance.”

“What makes you think I want to date her?”

“Oh, honey…everyone wants to date her. And why not? She knows how to wine and dine a lady. I should know.” Her voice lowered. “She’s also really good in bed and she doesn’t even use toys.”

“You don’t say?”

Laura shook her head, once again wondering what it was that Cassidy saw in this woman.

“I’m sharing her bed tonight, of course,” Claudia continued.

“Really?”

“And I imagine I’ll be over again next weekend.” Claudia’s smile was downright patronizing. “Trust me, you won’t be invited.”

Laura silently counted to ten, anything to prevent her from hurling herself at Claudia and tipping her into the pool. Tipping her into the pool and holding her head under water. Although drowning one of Cassidy’s friends probably wouldn’t go over too well, she supposed. Thankfully, Cassidy was getting in and coming toward them, saving Claudia a dunking. She gave Claudia an evil grin, then looked at Cassidy as she approached.

“So you don’t use sex toys, huh?”

Cassidy’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Claudia said you were really good in bed and you didn’t even need toys.”