clean. You want his bod. You think he’s sexy.”
Leah smirked as she stared at the chip in her hand, turning it over. “He’s kind of sexy,” she conceded softly, and Holly whipped her head toward Robyn, her eyes huge.
“Oh my God, I was only kidding! Leah, that’s awesome!”
She shook her head. “It’s not a big deal.”
“It is a big deal,” Robyn said, swatting at Leah’s arm. “This is the first time in like forever that you’ve even looked at a guy that way!”
“I know. It’s unsettling.”
“No, sweetie. It’s a good thing,” Holly insisted. “You can’t let that fucktard ruin you. Not all guys are like him.”
Leah took a breath and nodded just as Robyn said, “So what happened? You met him in White Plains, and then what? He gave you the bracelet and left?”
“Well, no. We had lunch.”
Holly’s hand came down on the table, causing the plates and glasses to rattle. “Are you kidding me that you’re just telling us this now?”
“You went on a date ?” Robyn asked.
“No, no,” Leah said quickly, wishing she hadn’t said anything at all. “We just decided to get something to eat. Spur of the moment. It was more out of convenience than anything else.”
“And?”
“And, we talked, and ate, and it was nice.”
“So how did you leave it?” Robyn asked, and Leah pulled her brow together.
“Well, I left, and that was it.”
“Did you exchange numbers?” Holly asked.
“He already had mine from the note I left when I lost the bracelet, and I have his from when he called to tell me he found it, so…” She trailed off with a shrug.
“Did he ask to see you again?”
Leah shook her head, reaching for her drink.
The girls looked at each other quickly. “That’s okay,” Robyn said. “I mean, date or not, it was the first time you hung out with a guy alone in almost two years. And you admitted you thought he was attractive. Another huge step. I’m proud of you, girlie.”
Leah smiled softly as she picked up her drink. “So,” she said deliberately, “are you getting excited about this weekend?”
Holly laughed menacingly, and Robyn shot her a look. “I already told you guys, nothing too crazy.”
“Robyn, you’re having your bachelorette party on New Year’s Eve. How do you think it’s not going to get crazy?”
“It can get crazy, but can we just go easy with the penis paraphernalia?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Holly said, holding up her hand. “You’re not being serious, are you? If so, I have a lot of schlongs to return before Saturday.”
Leah choked on the sip she’d just taken, bringing her napkin to her mouth, and Robyn tried not to laugh as she said, “Can we at least come to an agreement that I don’t have to wear any of them?”
“No promises,” Holly said, smiling innocently up at the waiter who had come to take their order.
They spent the rest of the meal discussing last-minute details for Robyn’s party. The topic of Danny didn’t come up again, and Leah was grateful. She understood why the girls were so excited; she had been turning down every guy who showed interest, every offer to be set up, for the past two years, refusing to even entertain the idea of getting involved with anyone. And despite what Holly had said, it wasn’t because she thought all guys were like Scott. She knew that wasn’t true. It was just that she didn’t have the motivation to try and figure out which ones weren’t. And even if she did, it wasn’t like she could trust her own judgment anymore. Not when she spent the better part of three years thinking Scott was the best thing that had ever happened to her.
She found it somewhat ironic that overcoming her trust issues was a hundred times harder since the person she couldn’t trust was herself.
Besides, they were making the Danny thing out to be a much bigger deal than it was. It wasn’t some romantic rendezvous—it was lunch. Plus, he hadn’t even asked to see her again, so rehashing it just
Leah smirked as she stared at the chip in her hand, turning it over. “He’s kind of sexy,” she conceded softly, and Holly whipped her head toward Robyn, her eyes huge.
“Oh my God, I was only kidding! Leah, that’s awesome!”
She shook her head. “It’s not a big deal.”
“It is a big deal,” Robyn said, swatting at Leah’s arm. “This is the first time in like forever that you’ve even looked at a guy that way!”
“I know. It’s unsettling.”
“No, sweetie. It’s a good thing,” Holly insisted. “You can’t let that fucktard ruin you. Not all guys are like him.”
Leah took a breath and nodded just as Robyn said, “So what happened? You met him in White Plains, and then what? He gave you the bracelet and left?”
“Well, no. We had lunch.”
Holly’s hand came down on the table, causing the plates and glasses to rattle. “Are you kidding me that you’re just telling us this now?”
“You went on a date ?” Robyn asked.
“No, no,” Leah said quickly, wishing she hadn’t said anything at all. “We just decided to get something to eat. Spur of the moment. It was more out of convenience than anything else.”
“And?”
“And, we talked, and ate, and it was nice.”
“So how did you leave it?” Robyn asked, and Leah pulled her brow together.
“Well, I left, and that was it.”
“Did you exchange numbers?” Holly asked.
“He already had mine from the note I left when I lost the bracelet, and I have his from when he called to tell me he found it, so…” She trailed off with a shrug.
“Did he ask to see you again?”
Leah shook her head, reaching for her drink.
The girls looked at each other quickly. “That’s okay,” Robyn said. “I mean, date or not, it was the first time you hung out with a guy alone in almost two years. And you admitted you thought he was attractive. Another huge step. I’m proud of you, girlie.”
Leah smiled softly as she picked up her drink. “So,” she said deliberately, “are you getting excited about this weekend?”
Holly laughed menacingly, and Robyn shot her a look. “I already told you guys, nothing too crazy.”
“Robyn, you’re having your bachelorette party on New Year’s Eve. How do you think it’s not going to get crazy?”
“It can get crazy, but can we just go easy with the penis paraphernalia?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Holly said, holding up her hand. “You’re not being serious, are you? If so, I have a lot of schlongs to return before Saturday.”
Leah choked on the sip she’d just taken, bringing her napkin to her mouth, and Robyn tried not to laugh as she said, “Can we at least come to an agreement that I don’t have to wear any of them?”
“No promises,” Holly said, smiling innocently up at the waiter who had come to take their order.
They spent the rest of the meal discussing last-minute details for Robyn’s party. The topic of Danny didn’t come up again, and Leah was grateful. She understood why the girls were so excited; she had been turning down every guy who showed interest, every offer to be set up, for the past two years, refusing to even entertain the idea of getting involved with anyone. And despite what Holly had said, it wasn’t because she thought all guys were like Scott. She knew that wasn’t true. It was just that she didn’t have the motivation to try and figure out which ones weren’t. And even if she did, it wasn’t like she could trust her own judgment anymore. Not when she spent the better part of three years thinking Scott was the best thing that had ever happened to her.
She found it somewhat ironic that overcoming her trust issues was a hundred times harder since the person she couldn’t trust was herself.
Besides, they were making the Danny thing out to be a much bigger deal than it was. It wasn’t some romantic rendezvous—it was lunch. Plus, he hadn’t even asked to see her again, so rehashing it just
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