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I did—but that was nothing new. I’d gotten used to sleeping with her when I wasn’t away on road trips. But this was different. I missed just being with her and talking to her and touchingher.
Only I didn’t mean in the I-want-to-have-sex-with-you-now kind ofway.
I meant in the I-can’t-believe-you’re-having-my-baby kind of way. The miracle-of-life kind ofway.
But this wasn’t what I toldher.
Me:Definitely. Hanging out with Trent isn’t the same thing as hanging out with you. For one, he doesn’t look as hot in a black lacy bra andpanties.
Me:And in case you’re wondering, he doesn’t look hot in the red oneseither.
Me:But don’t tell Kelsey or else she’ll want to dump his sorryass.
Holly:Ha! I’m positive Kelsey already knows he isn’t hot in anything but hisunderwear.
Holly:I mean other than when he’s out ofthem;)
Did her saying that bother me—in that jealous caveman way? A little. But don’t blame me. Blame our caveman ancestors. On the other hand, I knew nothing had ever happened between Holly and Trent. Trent would never have crossed that professionalline.
Me:How is girls’ weekendgoing?
Holly:I now have pretty toenails. And every single part of me is in happy heaven. I think I’m inlove
My breath stalled in my chest at the last part. Did she mean withme?
And more importantly, if she meant me…how did I feel aboutit?
Before I could further examine this unsettling—yet not completely unsettling—thought, another text camethrough.
Holly:Sorry, dropped my phone. I think I’m in love with my massage therapist. In the most platonic sense, mindyou.
Me:Remind me to give youmassages;)
Holly:I will! Thank you so much for this!XOX
Me:You’re welcome. Enjoy! See youtomorrow.
“How does this look?” Travis said, standing next to the stepladder. On the wall was an outline, drawn in pencil, of the design that looked like the one from themagazine.
“It’s perfect.” And itwas.
An excited thrill skated through me at how much Holly would loveit.
Maybe more than she loved the massagetherapist.
Two points forme.
And zero points for Wilfred theThird.
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Holly
How many ofyou believe spending a weekend being pampered at a spa resort is relaxing? I mean, how could it not be—between the massages, the manis and pedis, the yoga, thefacials?
But by the time Kelsey and I finally left the Wine Valley Resort early Sunday evening, I was ready to crawl into bed and sleep for the next month. Every time we had been about to leave, Kelsey checked her phone, then came up with something else for us todo.
But I couldn’t complain—it had been a lot offun.
