The point was that Jen was right.
She was asking a lot of this woman she barely knew.
“I should just call this off. You’re right. It isn’t fair.”
“I didn’t say that,” Jen said. “Iwantyou to bring her. I like her for you. Even as a friend.”
“You’ve never even met her.”
“But I’ve seen you talk about her. That’s enough evidence for me.”
Morgan thought better of arguing that point. She had a better point.
“What if I buy her something to wear to the wedding? So she doesn’t have to if she doesn’t have something. Or just to have something new. I don’t know. It’s a start?”
Jen sat back in the chair and smiled, holding back a laugh. “That’s very much movie montage material.”
“Stop. It’s just a dress. Or pants? Whatever she wants.”
Jen couldn’t hold back the laugh now. “So now there’s a wedding date and a shopping date. This is becoming a lot of dates for someone who isn’t a date.”
“I’m going to change out of this dress and out of this conversation now.”
Morgan spun around, the icy blue chiffon flowing in a circle around her legs. She entered the changing area and slid the curtain shut as Jen shouted from across the room.
“Chicken!”
Chapter 12
Danielle
Kim extended a mug of coffee toward Danielle, where she sat on the old floral sofa that was Kim and Melanie’s favorite spot in their house. While it wasn’t Danielle’s taste, she could see why they loved it so much. It was comfy and a perfect spot to spend a weekend lounging together, surrounded by all of their books.
“Thank you.” She blew across the top of her mug, musing on how she spent so much time there that Kim knew exactly how she liked her coffee. Heavy on the sugar, light on the almond milk they loved. She took a sip then asked, “So how many people are coming to this inaugural sapphic book club meeting?”
Danielle had been hesitant when Melanie first told her about the idea, but ever since she’d told her she’d like to join, Danielle had grown more and more excited. She was going to meet new people and read good books and break out of her routines. Just a tiny bit at least.
And Lila could come with her if they met there, because she loved nothing more than the couple’s goofy beagle mix. That’s where Lila was at that moment, in fact. In the small backyard, teaching Prince the trick of the week.
Kim and Melanie exchanged a quick glance before Melanie shrugged her shoulders. “Three?”
Danielle took an unnecessary headcount. “We have a book club with just us.”
So much for meeting new people.
“Well, for now.” Melanie waved a hand in the air. “Don’t worry. We’ll find more.”
“There’s a girl at my store I’m going to ask.”
“A girl?” Danielle tried to keep the horror out of her voice and hoped it merely expressed her concern. The last thing she wanted was to be in a book club with a teenager. No matter how well-read they were, it would be inappropriate.
“Sorry. That was rude of me,” Kim said. “She’s not a kid. Just a good bit younger than me. I think she’s in her mid-twenties. Anyway. We’ve talked about books before, so I’m going to see if she’d be interested.”
“In the meantime,” Melanie said. “You can help us brainstorm books for our reading list.”
That sounded fun.
Danielle took a sip of her coffee and considered the task. “Is it just for sapphic romance books?”