being honored for selling the most houses in the entire region over the summer season. It was a big enough deal that her boss had given a speech, and Grace had been awarded a sizable bonus and a vacation to the Caribbean. Not to mention she was now the top Realtor for any sort of haunted or cursed properties. And as it turned out, Premonition Pointe had a lot more than anyone had realized. Now that someone was able to move them, a lot more were coming on the market, all under Grace’s care.
Owen smiled at Grace and whispered something back that made her giggle. The woman actually giggled. It was enough to make a lesser person want to vomit.
But Hope was actually thrilled for her friend. Owen was a great guy, and they’d been going strong for the last couple of months. It made her heart full to see Grace thriving after Bill had done her so wrong. In Hope’s opinion, Grace never should’ve spiked Bill and Shondra’s coffees with an anti-hex potion last month during the annual beach gala. If it were up to Hope, she’d have just let them deal with their new ailments. When she’d voiced this opinion to Grace, she’d waved her off and said she was cleaning up her karma and moving forward.
Gah. Her friend’s heart was much bigger than Bill had ever deserved.
So when Shondra left him two weeks earlier, all Hope could do was laugh. Served him right. Now he had no wife and no one to run his office. Life was going to suck for the man who’d always been taken care of by the women in his life.
“I heard Bill already has himself a new girlfriend,” Joy said as if she were reading Hope’s mind.
“Really? Who?” Hope asked.
“Some coed who’s taking a semester off from college,” Grace interjected. “Anyone want to bet he marries her next month and installs her in his office immediately? Now that we’re finally legally divorced, there’s nothing stopping him.”
“Nope. No bet from me. Sounds exactly like something he would do,” Hope said.
“Ditto,” Joy said.
Owen just laughed. “What a jackass.”
“You have no idea.” Grace leaned in and gave him another kiss.
Both Hope and Joy looked away. Hope turned to Joy. “How are things with Paul? Any progress in the bedroom?”
Joy sighed. “Nope. Now he’s not even talking about it. I swear, one of these days I’m just going to break out the vibrator right in front of him.”
Everyone at the table turned to look at her. Joy’s cheeks turned pink. “Sorry. TMI, right?”
“Maybe just a little,” Grace said.
“Nope,” Hope and Owen said at the same time. Then they all laughed.
“I just can’t seem to get him interested, and I don’t know what else to do,” Joy said, staring into her margarita glass.
“Sounds like your only option is couples therapy,” Owen said. “Or, the vibrator thing might work.”
Joy groaned and downed her drink while everyone else chuckled.
“I’m sorry, Joy,” Hope said. “I know our troubles are vastly different, but I commiserate. I haven’t had anyone stay over in months.” Not since Lucas had waltzed back into town, actually, but she wasn’t going to verbalize that.
“What happened to that hottie from down south? He hasn’t been up to surf recently?” Joy asked.
“Oh, he has. But I think he has a girlfriend now,” she lied. Benji would no sooner tie himself to one person than Hope would. Their arrangement used to work for them until her ex showed up and messed with her head. “It’s fine. It’s not like I don’t know how to take care of myself.”
Joy raised her hand for a high five, and Hope slapped it in solidarity.
The group continued to fill each other in on the town gossip. Charlie had been arrested during a drug buy and was currently spending five years in prison. Alyssa was still living with Grace, pretending to look for a place to live. But Grace knew she was really holding off to save money for a down payment on something. It was fine, since Grace was spending most nights at Owen’s and Lex stayed over at Bronwyn’s new apartment a lot.
Matt Dahl and his sons moved into the white cottage, and Matt was currently fighting off all the single women over thirty. The women of Premonition Pointe all seemed to think he was a catch. All of them except Grace, of course. Gigi Martin filed for divorce, moved into the Victorian, and was now having lunch with Grace, Hope, and