Page 15 of Seven Year Itch

"If not, we need a Plan B." Ali went silent, staring at her friend.

Mia flicked her eyes to Ali. "Why are you looking at me?"

"Because I'm out of ideas, and you haven't come up with one yet."

Mia shook her head. "No way, you're the devious one of our daring duo. I'm just the sidekick along for the ride." Mia took a left into the hotel parking lot. "But it doesn't matter because we're here and have no time left to plan a Plan B."

Ali got out of the car and pulled up the app while Mia came around to her side.

"What does it say?" she asked, trying to peer over Ali's shoulder. "Well, the good news is, he hasn't left the hotel. The bad news is, both our phone dots are practically on top of each other, so I don't think we'll be able to pinpoint his exact location."

Mia looked around the parking lot. "Do you see his car?"

After a quick search, Ali shook her head. "I'm sure this isn't the only parking lot, though."

Mia took Ali's hand. "Come on, let's move in closer."

Turned out, they didn't need a tracking app after all. As they approached the side of the hotel, Ali saw Garrett, sitting in a booth, through a window that looked into the hotel's restaurant.

Quickly yanking Mia's arm, she ducked them behind a shrub.

"What the hell—"

"Shush! Not so loud." Ali held a finger to her lips. "I just saw Garrett."

Mia craned her neck around the bush. "What? Where?" she whisper-yelled.

Ali pulled her back. "He's in the restaurant. I saw him through the window."

"Then why are we whispering? He can't possibly hear us from there."

Ali paused before replying, "Best not to take any chances."

Mia giggled, shaking her head. "Did you see who he was with?"

Ali shook her head. "I didn't get a chance to before I freaked out."

"Okay, then that's our next step."

Ali shook her head again. "He's facing the window. He'll see us for sure."

"So what do you want to do?"

Ali looked around the opposite side of the bush. "There're more windows over here. If we look through one of these, Garrett's back will be to us, but we'll be able to see who he's sitting across from."

"Okay, and then what?"

Ali chewed on her thumbnail. "I don't know. What if he's with another woman?" Ali closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Oh, God, I didn't think this through. Do I really want to know? No, don't answer that. Of course, I want to know." She felt a hand grab her arm and opened her eyes.

Mia was giving her a stern look. "But remember, we can't jump to conclusions even if he is with a woman. It could be a perfectly platonic business meeting."

"How will we know?"

"We need to watch them for a few minutes. Believe me, we'll be able to tell."

"Okay. Let's do this." Ali was talking more to herself than Mia, giving herself a pep talk and mentally preparing herself for the worst.

God, what if he really were with another woman? The moment felt so surreal. She honestly hadn't thought that was a real possibility until just then. Sure she'd had her suspicions, but they were just that. Suspicions. But, now, she was about to find out the truth, and in true Jack Nicholson style, she wasn't sure she could handle it.

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