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Authors: Cherrie Lynn
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Mace.”
She grinned. “Would you be having this discussion in front of your girlfriend?”
One corner of his mouth tugged upward, and a dimple dug deep into his cheek. “She’s privy to the never-ending hottest-chick-in-metal debate, don’t worry. She knows she outshines them all.”
“ Awww ,” the guys said in unison, breaking into laughter. Tay muttered something that sounded awfully like “pussy whipped”.
“Says the choad who has none,” Brian fired back.
Macy pitched her voice higher to be heard over the bubbling testosterone. “Is she around?”
Brian nodded toward the back of the parlor. “She’s in my office. Go on back.”
“Thanks.”
He watched as she skirted gingerly around the counter to the hallway. “And how was your night?”
If only he knew—and she hoped like hell he didn’t. She realized she hadn’t even thought to take her sunglasses off. Number-one hallmark of a hangover. Her grunted reply caused the guys to snicker.
She passed Starla, one of the two female artists, in the hall, and exchanged brief pleasantries. Then she peeked around Brian’s office door to find Candace at the desk with her phone crammed between her ear and shoulder, typing furiously at the keyboard. With her hair pulled up in a stylishly sloppy bun, she looked a little tired, but her pretty face brightened when she noticed Macy, and she smiled and waved her inside. Good sign.
Macy pushed her glasses to the top of her head and shut the door before dropping into a chair across from the desk. Candace hung up her phone.
“She lives!” she said.
Macy rubbed her eyes, which were being assaulted by the too-bright bulbs overhead. “Well…sort of. I think.”
Candace tucked a stray wisp of pink-and-blonde hair behind her ear. “So, spill. I’ve been waiting to hear this all day.”
“Spill what?”
Her friend crossed her arms and sat back. “Oh, come on. Don’t be like that. I’m not one to ask for details, because I know how you are. But I’m dying over here.”
“Oh, it was nothing—”
“You did something. You were on his lap. Even if you only kissed him, it’s still something . At last.”
“Okay, so it was something. That’s all I’m willing to divulge at the moment.”
“You are nothing if not stubborn, woman.”
“Listen, I’m not here to talk about him. I’m here because I need to talk to you .”
“Do you want to go across the street to the coffee shop or—”
“No. Let me get this out.” Sighing, Macy rubbed her temples. Why should it be so hard to say you’re sorry to someone you knew as well as yourself? “I just…I owe you an apology. A really big one. And not just about how I acted like a complete bitch last night, although that’s a big part of it.”
Candace’s eyebrows rose. She didn’t comment.
“I’m sorry about the attitude I’ve had, how I try to talk you out of everything, and some of the things I’ve said about you and Brian being together. A million times, I’m sorry. You don’t need to hear that crap. You’re happy, and you deserve to be happy after everything you guys went through.”
Relief washed over her friend’s face, though somehow it made Macy feel worse rather than better. Candace must have been waiting a long time to hear her say this. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”
“You were always like a little sister to me, and I always felt like you sort of looked to me for guidance in a way, so seeing you stand on your own two feet and do your own thing was…well, it was awesome. But it was hard on me too. I thought I was going to lose you, and I’m still afraid you’ll get fed up with me someday.”
Tears welled in Candace’s eyes. Macy tilted her head and studied her. She’d always been an emotional girl, but something about her wasn’t quite right today. “I’m not going anywhere. I hate that you even think that.”
“I know that, I was just being selfish and immature—” Before she could complete the thought,
She grinned. “Would you be having this discussion in front of your girlfriend?”
One corner of his mouth tugged upward, and a dimple dug deep into his cheek. “She’s privy to the never-ending hottest-chick-in-metal debate, don’t worry. She knows she outshines them all.”
“ Awww ,” the guys said in unison, breaking into laughter. Tay muttered something that sounded awfully like “pussy whipped”.
“Says the choad who has none,” Brian fired back.
Macy pitched her voice higher to be heard over the bubbling testosterone. “Is she around?”
Brian nodded toward the back of the parlor. “She’s in my office. Go on back.”
“Thanks.”
He watched as she skirted gingerly around the counter to the hallway. “And how was your night?”
If only he knew—and she hoped like hell he didn’t. She realized she hadn’t even thought to take her sunglasses off. Number-one hallmark of a hangover. Her grunted reply caused the guys to snicker.
She passed Starla, one of the two female artists, in the hall, and exchanged brief pleasantries. Then she peeked around Brian’s office door to find Candace at the desk with her phone crammed between her ear and shoulder, typing furiously at the keyboard. With her hair pulled up in a stylishly sloppy bun, she looked a little tired, but her pretty face brightened when she noticed Macy, and she smiled and waved her inside. Good sign.
Macy pushed her glasses to the top of her head and shut the door before dropping into a chair across from the desk. Candace hung up her phone.
“She lives!” she said.
Macy rubbed her eyes, which were being assaulted by the too-bright bulbs overhead. “Well…sort of. I think.”
Candace tucked a stray wisp of pink-and-blonde hair behind her ear. “So, spill. I’ve been waiting to hear this all day.”
“Spill what?”
Her friend crossed her arms and sat back. “Oh, come on. Don’t be like that. I’m not one to ask for details, because I know how you are. But I’m dying over here.”
“Oh, it was nothing—”
“You did something. You were on his lap. Even if you only kissed him, it’s still something . At last.”
“Okay, so it was something. That’s all I’m willing to divulge at the moment.”
“You are nothing if not stubborn, woman.”
“Listen, I’m not here to talk about him. I’m here because I need to talk to you .”
“Do you want to go across the street to the coffee shop or—”
“No. Let me get this out.” Sighing, Macy rubbed her temples. Why should it be so hard to say you’re sorry to someone you knew as well as yourself? “I just…I owe you an apology. A really big one. And not just about how I acted like a complete bitch last night, although that’s a big part of it.”
Candace’s eyebrows rose. She didn’t comment.
“I’m sorry about the attitude I’ve had, how I try to talk you out of everything, and some of the things I’ve said about you and Brian being together. A million times, I’m sorry. You don’t need to hear that crap. You’re happy, and you deserve to be happy after everything you guys went through.”
Relief washed over her friend’s face, though somehow it made Macy feel worse rather than better. Candace must have been waiting a long time to hear her say this. “Thank you. That means a lot to me.”
“You were always like a little sister to me, and I always felt like you sort of looked to me for guidance in a way, so seeing you stand on your own two feet and do your own thing was…well, it was awesome. But it was hard on me too. I thought I was going to lose you, and I’m still afraid you’ll get fed up with me someday.”
Tears welled in Candace’s eyes. Macy tilted her head and studied her. She’d always been an emotional girl, but something about her wasn’t quite right today. “I’m not going anywhere. I hate that you even think that.”
“I know that, I was just being selfish and immature—” Before she could complete the thought,
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