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because men always asked Summer out. The girl was a knockout with her long legs and full lips. It didn’t help that she was Latina and a model. Guys literally drooled on themselves when she walked by.
    “Yeah, but you know, I just wasn’t interested.”
    Becca shook her head as she grabbed two plates from the cabinets. “Eventually, you will have to go out with one of them. You know this right?”
    “Yeah, whateve’,” Summer replied and poured two glasses of wine.
    Her friend was the best a girl could have. They had been through just about it all together. It frustrated her that Summer wouldn’t take a chance. “He’s not coming back.
    He’s gone.”
    Tears instantly filled Summer’s eyes and she looked away. “I know. But I’m not ready yet.”
    “Okay,” Becca said quietly and wrapped her friend in a hug. They were quite a pair. Her with a crazy ex-husband and Summer loving a guy that had been dead for years.
    Summer released her first. “Let’s take a look at this.” Summer eyed her cheek and shook her head. “Someone needs to serve his balls on a platter for what he’s done to you.”
    “I think Jake wanted to do something like that,” Becca replied and realized her mistake when Summer narrowed her eyes.
    “Jake? Who’s Jake?”
    “Oh, um, nobody.” Think, Becca, think.
    Summer smacked the table with her hand. “Oh, it’s that chatroom guy, isn’t it? Did you talk to him again? I thought you weren’t talking to him anymore?”
    She knew better than to try to lie to her friend. “Er, yeah. He’s the chatroom guy. I, uh, called him.”
    Summer’s dark brown eyes went round and she almost choked on her chow mein.
    “You what? Girl, what were you thinking? He could be some lunatic for all you know.”
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    “Hey, give me some credit. I didn’t give him my number and my number is blocked, remember? If I don’t want to call him again I won’t.” Becca shrugged and took a bite of her sweet-n-sour chicken.
    “But why did you call him? I thought he was just a research assignment, you know, for your column.”
    “Because he asked me to.”
    Becca squirmed when Summer said nothing and just stared at her. The girl had that knack for seeing right through her.
    “I think something else is going on,” Summer said as she leaned back in her chair and crossed her legs. When her foot started tapping air, Becca knew she was in trouble.
    “You like him.”
    Becca tried to brush it off and nodded. “Yeah, he seems an all right guy.”
    But Summer pointed her fork at her and shook her head. “Uh-huh. But you really like him. I can see it in your face. What have you been keeping from me? I think there’s more going on than just a lil’ chat.”
    Heat filled her face and she tucked her chin to her chest. There was no way she was telling Summer what she and Jake had been up to.
    “Rebecca Saylor, I want deets, and I want them now. Just how involved are you with this Jake character?”
    “Just talking. That’s it.”
    “Uh-huh. That would explain why your face is my absolute favorite nail color—
    red-hot. You might as well cough it up. You’ll tell me eventually anyway.”
    “Really. We just talk.”
    “About what?”
    “Stuff.”
    “Sex?”
    Becca jerked her head up and stared at her smiling friend.
    “That’s what I thought,” Summer said and laughed. “What? You think you’re the only girl to have cyber sex? That’s nothing new, honey. But you took it a step further didn’t you? Is phone sex better? I haven’t tried that yet.”
    Becca was never one to talk about things like this. Not with Summer or anyone else for that matter. But Summer never had trouble talking about anything and she loved details. So she tried to change the subject. “He was worried about me. He knew Nick had hurt me.”
    “Wow. You came home last night and talked to him about it instead of me? Sounds to me like this is a relationship, not just talking .”
    “No, we’re not in a