this bad girl.”
“I don’t think it’s dumb,” said Willa, reaching for a chip. “I think it’s hot. And I think it’s even hotter because you didn’t tell anyone. Do you think Calder did?”
Thea shook her head and smiled. “That’s what made me like him even more. He could have easily spread it around school, lied and said we fooled around, thrown it in Patrick’s face, especially since Patrick used to bad-mouth the Frye family to anyone who would listen, but Calder never said a word.”
“So then what happened?” Willa asked.
“What do you mean?”
“You know, after . When you guys saw each other again.”
“We didn’t. I guess we both knew it was this weird, lightning-in-a-bottle kind of thing. I mean, it was high school, Will. Calder rode a motorcycle and I was dating the star runningback, for God’s sake. We were from totally different worlds. It never would have worked out.”
“You don’t know that.”
How many times had Thea told herself the same thing after that night? A hundred? Two hundred? And still she’d let Patrick Hogan worm his way back into her good graces.
“I bet Calder was a great kisser,” Willa said.
“I wouldn’t know,” Thea said. “We never kissed.”
“Oh please! This hot guy steals you away on his motorcycle and you don’t even kiss him?”
Connie chuckled into her wine. “I think the defendant pleads insanity.”
Thea grinned. “Okay, yes, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t top my Life list of regrets.”
“Well…” Willa nodded to the window. “Looks to me like you’ve got a chance to fix that.”
“No thank you. I’m done with men, remember? And anyway, I doubt he’s single.”
“Was he wearing a ring?” Connie asked.
“No, but that doesn’t mean anything. He’s a doctor. He wouldn’t wear a ring in the ER.”
Connie remained optimistic. “That’s not necessarily true.”
Thea put up a hand. “It doesn’t matter. I’m not dating my neighbor.”
“Who said anything about dating him?” Willa’s eyes flashed. “I was thinking more like a few nights of loud, sweaty, up-against-the-wall, knock-pictures-off-their-hooks sex.”
“We’re not talking about this anymore.”
“Fine.” Willa picked up Thea’s cell and waved it at her. “Then let’s talk about why you still have your ex-boyfriend’s picture as your screen saver.”
Thea lunged across the counter to reclaim her iPhone. “I’ve been meaning to change that.”
Willa nodded slowly. “Riiight.”
“Does Dennis even know you relocated?” Connie asked.
“Of course not.” Thea scooped up her wine and drained it.
“Are you going to tell him?”
“Why would I tell him? We’re done.” The word stuck a little in her throat but Thea managed to get it out.
“Like done done?” asked Connie, “Or just…done for now?”
“My vote’s for done done,” said Willa. “Dennis is a creep and a bore, Thee. I never liked him for you.”
Thea moved to the fridge to retrieve the wine. “Can we talk about something else, please?” she asked as she replenished her glass. “I’m not exactly healed yet, okay?”
Willa winked at Connie. “I’ll bet Doctor Bad Boy next door could prescribe some serious love medicine to help with your healing .”
“Quit it, you two. I didn’t come out here to meet someone.”
“Don’t blame us for trying, Thee,” said Connie. “We’re just so mad for you. Here we all are, happy as clams, and all we want is for you to have—”
“Don’t say it,” Thea warned, pointing her wine at the two of them. “Just because I’m single, don’t make me out to be a leper in this family.”
Connie and Willa exchanged a remorseful look, but Thea’s heart still sank.
God, it was true. Willa had Knox, Connie had Jay Preston, and newlywed Peach had Brady. Of the four girls, she was the only one unattached. That had to be a first.
Willa leaned over and gave her a hug. “You’re better off without him, Thee.”
Thea