Nadia and Scarlett became all smiles and giggles. They started across the canopied driveway, practically skipping, and were met halfway by their ridiculously hot fiancés. What happened next could either be considered super romantic or super nauseating, depending on your tolerance for other people’s PDA.
Reid wrapped his arms around Nadia’s waist and lowered his head to nibble her lips as she smiled adoringly up at him.
Viggo kissed Scarlett and hugged her close, one big hand sliding down her back to affectionately cup her bottom. When he whispered something in her ear, she laughed coyly and bit her lip.
Watching the two couples, Meadow could feel the happiness radiating from them like sun rays. They were madly in love and clearly meant for each other.
Hashtag relationship goals, she found herself thinking. She wasn’t alone, judging by the deep sighs that floated up around her.
Reid and Viggo helped Nadia and Scarlett into their respective cars before sliding behind the wheel. The two couples waved goodbye to everyone and then roared off into the night, one right after the other.
Bianca and Ana immediately took out their phones and called their significant others.
Meadow had never felt so single in her life.
Chapter Ten
MEADOW
On the way back from dinner, Meadow and Bianca had karaoke in the car, singing along loudly to Drake’s “In My Feelings.”
When the song ended, they let out a whoop and burst into silly giggles.
When the next song came on, Bianca lowered the volume and glanced over at Meadow. She suddenly looked serious. “Can I tell you something without you getting offended?”
Meadow gave her a wary look. “What is it?”
Bianca slowed for a red light. “Don’t get mad.”
“I won’t. Just say it.”
“Well…I was chatting with Nadia and Scarlett in the restroom after dinner. They were saying how sweet you are and how much they like you. Also…they think there’s a strong possibility you might be in denial about your feelings for Logan.”
Meadow felt her hackles rise. “How do they know? They just met me.”
“True. And maybe it was presumptuous of them to offer an opinion.” Bianca’s expression softened as she looked at Meadow. “But I happen to agree with them.”
Heat flooded Meadow’s face. She frowned and looked down at her phone in her lap, which she’d pulled out to look up the lyrics to another song.
Bianca sighed. “I was afraid you’d get mad. I shouldn’t have said anything.”
“It’s okay. I’m not mad. It’s just…well, you’re all mistaken. I don’t have feelings for Logan.”
“Not even a little?” Bianca probed, holding her thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “Just a teensy-weensy bit?”
“Nope.” Meadow stared out the window at the passing scenery. “Logan’s not the kind of guy you let yourself fall for. Unless you’re a sadist. Which I’m not.”
“He might not be that kind of guy right now,” Bianca conceded. “But anyone can change.”
Meadow shook her head slowly. “Not him.”
No sooner had the words left her mouth than her phone lit up with Logan’s name and number. She glanced self-consciously at Bianca, who peeked at her phone screen and broke into a knowing grin.
“Speak of the devil.”
You have no idea.
“Aren’t you gonna answer it?” Bianca prompted.