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anyway.”
“They don’t have to say anything about one,” Callie said. “You know it’s on their minds. I’ll bet they wouldn’t mind sharing.”
“Oh, God.” Abby laid her head in her hands. “I can’t deal with this.”
“You can, too. I’d love to be in your shoes. Wanna trade?”
Abby lifted her head and cast beseeching eyes on Blair. “Sure. You go instead.”
Callie snickered. “She’d eat those two up and spit them out like she does all her men.”
Blair grabbed a chip and waved it at Callie. “Yeah, but they thank me for it.” She popped the chip in her mouth and grinned as she chewed.
Abby laughed.
“Seriously, Abby, what have you got to lose?” Callie asked. “It’s been forever since you dated. And it’s the country club. Isn’t Chad a member?”
“Yes.”
Blair laughed. “Even better. Wouldn’t he just die to see you walking in there with Mike and Seth? I mean literally die with jealousy?”
“Please. Chad didn’t care what I did when we were married. Why would he care now?”
“Because he always thought he owned you. You know he still does,” Blair said. “And it would kill him to see you happy. He wants you pining away and miserable without him, the rotten, cheating bastard. I think you should go just to stick it to him, show him you’ve moved on. That you’ve got a career and not one man, but two to take his place.”
It would be worthwhile to see Chad’s face while she celebrated with Seth and Mike. Not that she had a single vindictive bone in her body. She took what she was entitled to by law in the divorce, and nothing more, much to the irritation of her attorney. She’d just wanted it to be over, wanted to forget the shame and embarrassment, the public humiliation Chad caused her with his overt cheating. But just once she would like to show him she’d made a decent life without him and that she could get another man. Maybe even two.
“I love when you grin like that,” Blair said. “It’s so evil. Reminds me of the old days.”
Abby couldn’t help it. She had actually started to visualize events, from the country club to what might happen afterward. But could she go through with it if dining and dancing led to something else with Mike, or Seth, or even, God help her, both of them? It hadn’t occurred to her that they might be into that kind of action until Blair mentioned it. She was hardly a woman of the world. She didn’t have experience with kinky sex like this. Not that she hadn’t fantasized about it. But fantasy was one thing. Reality was something entirely different.
“I’d sell my soul for a hot night with two men like Mike Nottingham and Seth Jacobs,” Callie said with a sigh. “Or even one of them. Sex has been virtually nonexistent in my life for, well, you know. A long time.”
Callie stared into her margarita like a crystal ball. Abby knew she was thinking of Bobby. She slid her hand over Callie’s. “You miss him.”
“Yeah.” Callie smiled. “It’s time to move on, though. It’s been long enough.”
“And Bobby would kick your ass if you pined away too long,” Blair added, moving her hand on top of Abby’s and Callie’s.
Callie’s eyes glistened with unshed tears. Abby knew how much Callie had loved her husband. Losing him to cancer had been a harsh blow. But Callie was one of the toughest women she knew and had weathered it well. She’d kept on going, because that’s what Bobby would have wanted her to do. But Callie was right. It had been long enough. She had to start living again.
“So I guess you’re the only one getting any these days,” Callie said with a grin.
Blair arched a brow. “Honey, I’m always getting some. Though I have to admit, the pickings have been rather slim lately.”
“That’s because you keep turning down all those marriage proposals, and the ones you do accept, you dump at the altar at the last minute. If you’d just jump on Rand McKay like you should have done fifteen years ago, your sex and love woes would be taken care of,” Abby teased, knowing it would irritate Blair, but then again, Blair needed to hear it. She’d carried a torch for Rand since high school. And everyone knew it, including Rand. But for some reason, Rand was the only guy Blair refused to have anything to do with.
“Sheriff Rand McKay is not on my radar at the moment.”