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needed this.”
    Neither of them argued.
    “If I had a passport, I’d be there with you,” Gen said, and I smiled.
    “I know you would have.” I fingered blindly around the tray for the glass of tea, then pressed the ice cold glass against my temple and cheek. It helped a little. “It’s really pretty here. I’m glad I came.”
    “Have you done anything fun yet?” Catherine asked, and I pictured me in a pool with my legs around Leo.
    “I may have Frenched the enemy.”
    “What?” Catherine asked. “Jeremy’s there, too?”
    “What?” I jerked and both cucumbers fell. One landed on my chest and the other on the patio. “No, he’s not here. I’m talking about Leo.”
    Gen laughed. “Leo isn’t the enemy.”
    “All men are.” I sucked down half the iced tea through the straw before setting it down on the table beside me. I was so dehydrated after all the alcohol I’d consumed last night, my tongue felt like a thick, dried out piece of driftwood in my mouth.
    “I can’t believe you kissed him,” Catherine said.
    “You can’t?” I could hear the smile in Gen’s voice.
    “I mean, I can,” Catherine corrected. “But it’s not a good idea, Lexie.”
    “No kidding,” I breathed. “I was pretty drunk, but I distinctly remember sticking my tongue down his throat.”
    “Well, I think it’s great,” Gen said, and then she followed it up with, “Ouch. Sheesh, Cat.”
    It was a good assumption Catherine had smacked my twin. I picked up a carrot stick off the tray and waved it in the air. “This is why you two should have talked him out of coming. I’m a mess and making bad decisions.”
    Except, the kiss had been mind-blowing good . When was the last time I’d been kissed so thoroughly? I couldn’t remember; that’s how long it’d been. Clearly, things between Jeremy and I hadn’t been as perfect as I’d thought—there’d been something missing.
    Yeah, like passion. What I’d done with Leo in that pool...
    Jeremy and I never had that, not even close.
    “I don’t think it’s that bad of a decision,” Gen said.
    “Of course it’s a bad decision,” Catherine scolded. “It’s only been a couple of weeks since she ran out of her own wedding. She can’t be rushing into another relationship.”
    “I am not rushing into anything with anyone ,” I stressed.
    “It’s not ‘rushing’ with Leo. They have history. He’s good for her.”
    “He broke her heart, and she was a mess.” Catherine cooed to whichever baby was in her arms now.
    I didn’t need the reminder. It was all I’d been thinking about ever since the pool incident.
    “They were kids,” Gen argued.
    “She shouldn’t be Frenching him right now.”
    “Why not?” Gen demanded.
    “ Because ,” Catherine said.
    “Who died and made you the boss of Frenching?” Gen asked. “Don’t listen to her, Lex. You can French Leo anytime you want.”
    “She’s not ready for another relationship yet,” Catherine insisted.
    “Leo is a good guy,” Gen said. “And need I remind you, the two of you were pushing dates on me as soon as I broke up with Brent.”
    “Yes, well, you weren’t engaged to be married. You didn’t run out on your wedding. ”
    “Thanks for the reminder, Cat.” I would never live it down. I’d be known as the runaway bride for the rest of my life. I looked down to the empty glass in my hand. I’d have to call room service back, which I hated to do for a glass of tea. It wasn’t smart to travel too far from the bathroom—I had a feeling I might throw up again. Soon.
    “Lexie and Jeremy weren’t in a good place for months before that. They were practically broken up before the wedding.”
    I straightened too quickly and winced against the pang in my head. “We were not practically broken up before I ran out of our wedding.” But she was right. I should have seen it. I whispered, “I thought everything was okay.”
    Gen sighed. “I’m sorry, Lex. I shouldn’t have brought that