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with you?”
“I thought Maddie was with you,” Christy said, grabbing the open chair between John and Nick and settling in it. “Why are you here, by the way?”
“My brother wanted dinner and a drink.”
“Ah,” Christy said, nodding and turning in John’s direction. “You’re the elusive John Winters. I’ve been dying to meet you.”
Nick smirked. Christy was known as something of a flirt, and the look she was giving John now was nothing short of scandalous. “Do you want a drink?”
“Sure,” Christy said, not moving her eyes from John. “I’ll have whatever you guys are having. I’m … easy.”
“That’s the word on the street,” Nick teased, rolling his eyes. “John, if you don’t remember her, this is Christy Ford. She graduated with Maddie and me.”
“I think I kind of remember you,” John said, smiling. “I definitely remember that red hair.”
Nick was starting to feel like a fifth wheel. Since John appeared to be charmed by Christy, Nick saw an out for himself, though. Another beer and these two would be well on their way to a comfortable evening of flirting. That would allow him the chance to sneak out and find Maddie. That’s all he could think about right now.
AN HOUR later Nick was starting to lay the groundwork for his escape. The problem was, Christy and John were so busy with their own conversation they wouldn’t let him get a word in edgewise. He was considering just leaving and then sending John a text once he was safely on the road. He was pretty sure Christy would make sure he had a ride home.
“Well, well, well. Look who it is.”
Nick internally cringed when he heard Marla’s voice, refusing to turn around and give her the satisfaction of acknowledging her presence.
John lifted a friendly eyebrow. “Um … do I know you?”
“No,” Marla said. “I definitely want to know you, though.”
“I’m sure you do,” Christy said. “We’re full up here, though.”
“Oh, Christy, don’t be that way,” Marla said. “I’m sure you can find room for Cassidy and I to sit down.”
Since he’d been staring at the table Nick didn’t realize Marla wasn’t alone. Now he was really wishing he’d snuck out when he had the chance.
“Hello, Nick,” Cassidy said, her voice low. “How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Nick said. “How are you?”
John watched Nick interact with the women, confused. He leaned over so he could whisper to Christy. “What’s going on?”
“You don’t know who that is?” Christy asked.
John shook his head.
“Oh, well, this will be fun,” Christy said. “Okay, where to start? The tall bitchy one is Marla Proctor. She spent her teenage years panting after Nick and hating on Maddie. She was really mean to her. I mean … like … horrible.”
John nodded, soaking it all in. “Go on.”
“The other girl is Cassidy Dunham,” Christy said. “She’s the girl Nick was dating when Maddie came back to town.”
“Oh, she’s the girl who had the meltdown when Nick dumped her,” John said. “Mom told me about her. I think she broke into his house.”
“She did,” Christy said. “She’s also had some choice words for Maddie.”
“Do you blame her?”
“I don’t know,” Christy said. “People warned her when she started dating Nick that it wouldn’t end well. Everyone – and I mean everyone – in town knew he had a six-month cycle. What I don’t get is why you never met her.”
“I’ve never met any of them,” John said. “Part of his cycle was to make sure the girls never interacted with our family. He didn’t want them to have unrealistic expectations – like they would ever see us again.”
Christy snickered. “I guess that makes sense.”
“Have Nick and Cassidy seen each other since the breakup?”
“I think there was an uncomfortable run-in two nights after the mortifying lingerie incident,” Christy said. “Since then? I don’t think so.”
“Oh, fun,” John said. “Nick looks
“I thought Maddie was with you,” Christy said, grabbing the open chair between John and Nick and settling in it. “Why are you here, by the way?”
“My brother wanted dinner and a drink.”
“Ah,” Christy said, nodding and turning in John’s direction. “You’re the elusive John Winters. I’ve been dying to meet you.”
Nick smirked. Christy was known as something of a flirt, and the look she was giving John now was nothing short of scandalous. “Do you want a drink?”
“Sure,” Christy said, not moving her eyes from John. “I’ll have whatever you guys are having. I’m … easy.”
“That’s the word on the street,” Nick teased, rolling his eyes. “John, if you don’t remember her, this is Christy Ford. She graduated with Maddie and me.”
“I think I kind of remember you,” John said, smiling. “I definitely remember that red hair.”
Nick was starting to feel like a fifth wheel. Since John appeared to be charmed by Christy, Nick saw an out for himself, though. Another beer and these two would be well on their way to a comfortable evening of flirting. That would allow him the chance to sneak out and find Maddie. That’s all he could think about right now.
AN HOUR later Nick was starting to lay the groundwork for his escape. The problem was, Christy and John were so busy with their own conversation they wouldn’t let him get a word in edgewise. He was considering just leaving and then sending John a text once he was safely on the road. He was pretty sure Christy would make sure he had a ride home.
“Well, well, well. Look who it is.”
Nick internally cringed when he heard Marla’s voice, refusing to turn around and give her the satisfaction of acknowledging her presence.
John lifted a friendly eyebrow. “Um … do I know you?”
“No,” Marla said. “I definitely want to know you, though.”
“I’m sure you do,” Christy said. “We’re full up here, though.”
“Oh, Christy, don’t be that way,” Marla said. “I’m sure you can find room for Cassidy and I to sit down.”
Since he’d been staring at the table Nick didn’t realize Marla wasn’t alone. Now he was really wishing he’d snuck out when he had the chance.
“Hello, Nick,” Cassidy said, her voice low. “How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Nick said. “How are you?”
John watched Nick interact with the women, confused. He leaned over so he could whisper to Christy. “What’s going on?”
“You don’t know who that is?” Christy asked.
John shook his head.
“Oh, well, this will be fun,” Christy said. “Okay, where to start? The tall bitchy one is Marla Proctor. She spent her teenage years panting after Nick and hating on Maddie. She was really mean to her. I mean … like … horrible.”
John nodded, soaking it all in. “Go on.”
“The other girl is Cassidy Dunham,” Christy said. “She’s the girl Nick was dating when Maddie came back to town.”
“Oh, she’s the girl who had the meltdown when Nick dumped her,” John said. “Mom told me about her. I think she broke into his house.”
“She did,” Christy said. “She’s also had some choice words for Maddie.”
“Do you blame her?”
“I don’t know,” Christy said. “People warned her when she started dating Nick that it wouldn’t end well. Everyone – and I mean everyone – in town knew he had a six-month cycle. What I don’t get is why you never met her.”
“I’ve never met any of them,” John said. “Part of his cycle was to make sure the girls never interacted with our family. He didn’t want them to have unrealistic expectations – like they would ever see us again.”
Christy snickered. “I guess that makes sense.”
“Have Nick and Cassidy seen each other since the breakup?”
“I think there was an uncomfortable run-in two nights after the mortifying lingerie incident,” Christy said. “Since then? I don’t think so.”
“Oh, fun,” John said. “Nick looks
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