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“No problem. So, Cat, what about you? Chris told me to let you know.”

“Come on, Cat. I’ll be there with you. We’ll have a few drinks and dance the night away. Who knows, maybe we’ll pick up some fine-ass guys that look like Brad Pitt and Ian Somerhalder. Now that’s my idea of a good night, looking into those eyes while we do some rated R for raunchy things.”

I laugh at the way Nick’s eyebrows pull together, squinting at her. That’s his shut-the-hell-up look. She gets the picture and presses her lips together.

“What? I’m just saying. Can’t a girl think out loud?”

“Yeah, as long as she’s speakingforherself andaboutherself.”

“Well, excuse me.”

“Okay, you two, simmer down.” I feel like I’m scolding my students in the cafeteria at lunch time. “I’ll come with you, Ava, and I will not be scoping out the place for hot guys tonight.” Nick visibly relaxes, and Ava rolls her eyes and flips her long hair over her shoulder in Nick’s direction—the closest she could come to flipping him the bird in public.

“I have to get back to work.”

“Okay, I’ll see you tonight,” I say.

“I’ll text you and my overheated little cousin the address,” he says, looking in Ava’s direction.

“Whateva.”

“Yeah, whateva.” He leans over Ava as he gets up from his chair and gives her a peck on the cheek with a little smile. “You’re lucky I love you.”

Ava smiles back at him. “No, you’re lucky I love you. See you later.”

“Ladies, it was nice meeting you. Enjoy the rest of your day.”

“I will and I’ll be getting that number from Cat. I doubt I’ll be getting it from Ava anytime soon,” Chloe says, smiling at him.

He catches me and everyone else off guard when he leans down and gives me a quick peck on the cheek too. Without a backward glance, he strolls out the door with a smile on his face.

“Oh my, Cat, you naughty girl; is there something going on between you and who I thought was going to be my future baby daddy?”

“No, Chloe. We’re just friends. We’ve been friends for years, nothing more.”

Twirling a lock of her curly hair around her finger Isabelle says, “I’m not so sure. Chloe was trying, but I think he was more into you.”

“Hey, he gave me a look or two,” Chloe says defensively.

“We’re just friends, and he’s involved with someone already.”

“There was no ring on his finger, and if he doesn’thave a ring, in my book he’s fair game. If he was happy with what he had at home, he wouldn’t be looking at you like he wanted to strip you naked and have his way with you. Trust me, I know that look. I get it all the time in the store.”

“It’s not like that with us, Chloe!”

“Okay, but I’m just letting you know what the rest of us saw.”

Isabelle’s phone rings and the tune is “Rock-a-bye Baby.” We all stare at her.

“What? It’s my babysitter. Shoot, I’m late.” She jumps up, grabs her purse, and puts twenty dollars on the table. “Guys, I’ll see you later. Call me and let me know how tonight goes. I have to live the night life through you guys for a while. I’m happy with my little man and my big man, but once in a while you need to get away from your own life.”

“Later.” Chloe waves.

“Bye,” Ava and I say.

“I would love to keep talking men with you two skanks, but I also have to go.” Chloe grabs her purse and throws some money on the table.

“It takes one to know one. Where the hell you off to?” Ava says to her.