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window. “Are you okay?”
Lily sighed. Was she? She hadn’t felt the same since the lightning strike, but she didn’t want to say anything else to anyone. What if she were the only one? What would that mean? Frankly, her work issues seemed to be the cause of some of the aches in her body. Her friends didn’t need to hear it. It wasn’t that they couldn’t understand what it was she was experiencing. Well, maybe they could understand, but not really. She’d never could go into details with them about her chemistry theories because their eyes always seemed to glaze over. That seemed true about most people.
She wasn’t commenting on her friends’ intelligence. No way. Her friends were some of the most brilliant women she’d ever met. Lily just had a different skill set than they did. It wasn’t like Jamie would ask her to help her shelve books at the store. Lily might love to read romance novels, just not as much as Jamie, and she couldn’t run a business like the quiet woman. They were all so different; it was a wonder that they were all such close friends.
“Lily? What’s wrong?” Jamie rapped on the window again, and Lily shook her head.
“Sorry, I’m fine.” Lily grabbed her purse, checked her faint makeup in the rearview mirror, and opened the door.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Jamie frowned, brushed her hand against Lily’s arm and squeezed.
Sometimes Jamie was more like a sister than a best friend. Lily didn’t know what she’d do without her.
“I’m just tired. It was a long day, but I’m better now that I’m here and ready to get a drink.”
Jamie gave a small smile. “If you’re sure.” They walked down the sidewalk toward Dante’s Circle’s front door. “You look nice tonight. Any special reason?” She smiled knowingly.
“Oh, shut up. You know the reason, but really, do I look okay?”
Jamie pulled her to a halt and looked her over, biting her lip. “Let me see…skinny jeans? Check. Cute flowing top that shows off your curves without making you look skanky? Check. Hot ankle books with that clasp I love? Check. Hair flowing and make up done? Check. Yep, you look incredible. I can’t wait to meet this dominos player of yours. Shade.” She sighed the last word and fluttered her lashes.
“I knew I never should have told you.” Lily fake-scowled.
The night before, Jamie and Becca had come over to watch their weekly airing of Grey’s Anatomy so they could stare at the sexy blue-eyed doctor, Avery. Forget “McDreamy” and “McSteamy,” they wanted “McBlue-Eyes.” They hadn’t watched most of the show. As soon as Lily had told them of her last-minute replacement dominos partner, Jamie had hit mute and demanded in her quiet way every detail of Mr. Shade.
Lily had described every detail she could. From the way he’d smile and crinkle his eyes to the way the wind touched his hair just right.
And his eyes.
Oh, his eyes.
His crystal-blue eyes put Avery’s to shame.
“You’re my best friend,” Jamie continued. “If you meet Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome, then you have to tell me. It’s written in the friend code. I’m sure of it.”
Lily wrapped an arm around her friend’s shoulder. “Sure, but you’ll have to do the same.”
Jamie rolled her eyes. “Like that would ever happen. I like lighter hair anyway.”
They reached the door and walked in. Lily stopped and looked around the place.
Everything looked like it had before the storm.
What the hell?
How had Dante cleaned everything so fast? They tables and chairs were set where they should have been, the pool table was fixed, and a group of men were racking up the balls. The wood paneling gleamed in the lighting, with not a nick in sight. The pictures were back on the walls set in new frames.
Dante stood behind the bar filling a drink order, but his attention lay solely on Nadie as she frowned at him. Why was she frowning again? Something was going on between the two of them, but Lily didn’t know
Lily sighed. Was she? She hadn’t felt the same since the lightning strike, but she didn’t want to say anything else to anyone. What if she were the only one? What would that mean? Frankly, her work issues seemed to be the cause of some of the aches in her body. Her friends didn’t need to hear it. It wasn’t that they couldn’t understand what it was she was experiencing. Well, maybe they could understand, but not really. She’d never could go into details with them about her chemistry theories because their eyes always seemed to glaze over. That seemed true about most people.
She wasn’t commenting on her friends’ intelligence. No way. Her friends were some of the most brilliant women she’d ever met. Lily just had a different skill set than they did. It wasn’t like Jamie would ask her to help her shelve books at the store. Lily might love to read romance novels, just not as much as Jamie, and she couldn’t run a business like the quiet woman. They were all so different; it was a wonder that they were all such close friends.
“Lily? What’s wrong?” Jamie rapped on the window again, and Lily shook her head.
“Sorry, I’m fine.” Lily grabbed her purse, checked her faint makeup in the rearview mirror, and opened the door.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Jamie frowned, brushed her hand against Lily’s arm and squeezed.
Sometimes Jamie was more like a sister than a best friend. Lily didn’t know what she’d do without her.
“I’m just tired. It was a long day, but I’m better now that I’m here and ready to get a drink.”
Jamie gave a small smile. “If you’re sure.” They walked down the sidewalk toward Dante’s Circle’s front door. “You look nice tonight. Any special reason?” She smiled knowingly.
“Oh, shut up. You know the reason, but really, do I look okay?”
Jamie pulled her to a halt and looked her over, biting her lip. “Let me see…skinny jeans? Check. Cute flowing top that shows off your curves without making you look skanky? Check. Hot ankle books with that clasp I love? Check. Hair flowing and make up done? Check. Yep, you look incredible. I can’t wait to meet this dominos player of yours. Shade.” She sighed the last word and fluttered her lashes.
“I knew I never should have told you.” Lily fake-scowled.
The night before, Jamie and Becca had come over to watch their weekly airing of Grey’s Anatomy so they could stare at the sexy blue-eyed doctor, Avery. Forget “McDreamy” and “McSteamy,” they wanted “McBlue-Eyes.” They hadn’t watched most of the show. As soon as Lily had told them of her last-minute replacement dominos partner, Jamie had hit mute and demanded in her quiet way every detail of Mr. Shade.
Lily had described every detail she could. From the way he’d smile and crinkle his eyes to the way the wind touched his hair just right.
And his eyes.
Oh, his eyes.
His crystal-blue eyes put Avery’s to shame.
“You’re my best friend,” Jamie continued. “If you meet Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome, then you have to tell me. It’s written in the friend code. I’m sure of it.”
Lily wrapped an arm around her friend’s shoulder. “Sure, but you’ll have to do the same.”
Jamie rolled her eyes. “Like that would ever happen. I like lighter hair anyway.”
They reached the door and walked in. Lily stopped and looked around the place.
Everything looked like it had before the storm.
What the hell?
How had Dante cleaned everything so fast? They tables and chairs were set where they should have been, the pool table was fixed, and a group of men were racking up the balls. The wood paneling gleamed in the lighting, with not a nick in sight. The pictures were back on the walls set in new frames.
Dante stood behind the bar filling a drink order, but his attention lay solely on Nadie as she frowned at him. Why was she frowning again? Something was going on between the two of them, but Lily didn’t know
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