about me all along.”
“He still doesn’t like you?”
“It isn’t that he doesn’t like me.
He thinks Adam and I rushed into marriage. He was expecting us to fail.”
“I always liked Dillon.”
“I know, Adam and I thought about
setting you guys up, but it just never happened.”
“Hmm…maybe I can use my friendship
with Dillon to your advantage, as well as my own.”
“What are you hatching in that brain
of yours?”
“Dillon and I flirt with each other,
that’s no secret. Maybe I can accidentally, on purpose, run into him, say at
the gym. I can steer the conversation to the two of you and see what he has to
say on the matter.”
“He might not say much but I guess
it’s worth a try.”
“I’m going to ask you one more time
and I want you to be honest with me. Are you sure…you love Adam, not Ross?”
“I love Adam with all my heart. I
know now Ross was not the man I was supposed to spend my life with. Adam is…and
I have to make him see that, somehow.”
“There’s something you need to know,
and it might make things more difficult.”
“How could they get any more
difficult, Amy?” Ashley asked, as she poured a fresh cup of coffee for both of
them.
“Thanks,” Amy said as she accepted
the mug. “Ash, you should know, Ross is back in town. I ran into him yesterday
at the mall.”
“What? After all this time he’s come
back? And why now of all times?” she asked.
“I know. It sucks for you because if
Adam finds out, he may think Ross is back for you. It’s really bad timing.”
“I’ll say. I need to have that talk
with Adam real soon.”
“Let’s just hope Adam doesn’t run
into Ross before that. There may be some fireworks and not the good kind,” Amy
replied.
“My life just got ten times more
complicated. Two hours ago I wouldn’t have thought that was possible.” Ashley
sighed. “I think I feel a migraine coming on.”
“I think you need to try and get
some sleep, honey. I figure you didn’t get much last night. Maybe later, after
you’ve had some rest, things will look better. You’ll be able to think more
clearly. I’m going to make myself scarce. Call me if you need anything.”
“Thanks, Amy. And thanks for giving
me the heads up on Ross. I would have hated to have run into him unexpectedly.”
“That wouldn’t have been good,” Amy
agreed.
After her friend had gone, Ashley
curled up on the sofa with a pillow and blanket and napped for most of the
afternoon.
Chapter
Four
The next
week Ashley went to work, returning home each evening to an empty house. She
waited until bedtime each night for a call from Adam that never came. When Amy
called on Friday afternoon urging her to get out of the house, she reluctantly
agreed.
“I thought
we could check out that new club downtown. I hear there’s a band playing
tonight that’s supposed to be pretty good,” Amy said.
“I’m not
really in the mood for a crowd, but I can’t sit here alone one more night
waiting for Adam to call. I’ll go, but I won’t guarantee I’ll have fun,” Ashley
replied.
When Amy
picked her up, Ashley ran out the door and got into her friend’s white Chevy Malibu.
“I don’t know why I let you talk me into this,” she said while buckling her
seatbelt.
“Because
you need to get out of that house for a few hours,” Amy replied. “I don’t know
why you don’t just call Adam.”
“I can’t.
He said we needed space and I’m giving it to him.”
“But he
thinks you want the space to go chasing after Ross,” Amy reminded her gently.
“He said
in his note we’d talk when the time was right so I’m waiting for the right
time.”
“You’re as
stubborn as he is. It’s no wonder the two of you butt heads over the silliest
things.”
When they
walked into the club they found a table near the stage. After ordering drinks,
the two friends settled in to wait for the band to begin playing. As Amy looked
around the room, she gasped.
“What’s
wrong