"That’s a relief."
"I suggested we meet for drinks at the club."
"Why would you do that, Sophie?" I groan. "What did I ever do to you?"
"Oh, come on. Let’s have a bit of fun. I want to see if she’s outgrown her obsession with you. What else is there to do around here?"
"We could stay here and enjoy the peace and quiet."
"And miss seeing you sweat a little? Hell, no."
"You’re meaner than I give you credit for, Sophie."
My sister laughs and pats me on the shoulder.
"Oh, don’t worry, you big baby. Big Sis is here to protect you."
"I’m going to tell your husband what a meany you are."
"Don’t bother. He knows."
"When is he coming, anyway?"
"He’ll join us in a few days."
"Thank goodness. Then he can deal with your mischievous side."
* * *
"Coop! So good to see you," Samantha greets me enthusiastically when Sophie and I arrive at the club.
She’s married well, from the looks of it. The girl who used to send me a ton of love notes is draped in expensive jewelry and couture. She’s had a bit of work done, too. Gone are the flat chest and buck teeth.
Unfortunately, her shriek is still lethal.
"Hey, Sam. It's nice to see you too. How are you?"
"So good. I couldn’t believe it when I bumped into Sophie. What are the odds?"
"I know," I smile politely.
I give my sister the hairy eyeball. I can’t believe she’s talked me into doing this. Samatha used to terrorize me to no end.
"So, I hear you’ve done alright for yourself, Coop."
"Yeah."
"I always knew you were destined for great things," Sam coos. "Keep your eye on that one, I used to say to Cathy. Remember Cathy?"
"Uh-huh. I remember Cathy. How is she?"
"Cath is good. She’s married to a senator. Very hotsy-totsy."
"I see you’re married too."
"Yup. I snagged a darling of a man," she grins.
"That’s great."