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bringing me out of
my daze once we were in the backseat.
    “Yeah, it sure
was.” I exhaled, staring straight forward. “I’m being stupid.”
    “If it helps, I
think he was absolutely stunned she showed up. It was obvious that he didn’t
invite her.”
    “I figured as
much. It’s not his style, and we’ve sort of had this unspoken agreement that we
don’t bring people we’re dating around one another.”
    “So you’ve known
each other for almost eight years and neither one of you has ever brought a
date around the other?”
    Turning toward
her, I shrugged. “I’m not really a relationship kind of girl, and he’s never
been serious about anyone that I’m aware of. But considering he’s known Jamie
since college, maybe he’s been seeing her for years.” The very thought made me
want to throw up.
    “I’m not
criticizing your lack of long-term relationships. I’m only mentioning the fact
that neither one of you wants the appearance of one. Or even a casual date.
Almost like you’re waiting for the other one to make a move. That kind of
speaks volumes, don’t you think?”
    Sighing, I
realized a good friend to confide in would be nice, and so I came clean. “We,
uh, almost slept together three years ago down in Miami. But let’s just say fate
intervened, and it didn’t end up happening. After I got promoted last year, I
practically patted myself on the back for not crossing that professional line
because he became my boss. But when I moved up here to New York, I missed him
much more than I ever thought I would. All this time, and I didn’t say
anything. Now it’s too late.”
    Catherine shook
her head. “Who says? Remember you’re fierce, which means nothing intimidates
you. The only reason that twit brought it up was to try to undermine what you do
have with Brian. She noticed something from the moment she sat down. It’s one
hundred percent certain she came tonight because she knew he was most likely
blowing her off for you. Clearly, he’s talked about you enough that she
perceived you as a threat. She may have known him longer, but it’s evident who
knows him better.”
    I was grateful
for her loyalty. “Thanks. I appreciate you taking her down a notch. I get
enough shit about my natural tendency to be overly reactive, and you saved me
from saying something I shouldn’t have. It was impressive, Catherine.” I
cracked a smile at how smooth she’d been.
    She laughed. “It
was my pleasure. Believe me, you don’t get to where I am without having to deal
with plenty of catty women. And it was good that her little comment about
Haylee irritated the crap out of Brian, so there’s that.”
    The car pulled
up in front of my building. “Thanks for being supportive and listening. I, uh—”
I took a deep breath before I admitted, “I don’t have a lot of female friends.
Chalk it up to my RBF or the fact that I forget how nice it is for someone to have
my back.” Or maybe being fierce really meant I was too much of a bitch to
sustain any real relationships. “Suffice it to say I’m glad we’re friends
Catherine.”
    She looked like
she might tear up and squeezed my hand. “Me, too. Now go have a nice bath and a
Merry Christmas with your family. I’ll see you in a few days, and we’ll spend a
nice New Year’s in paradise.”
    ***
    After entering
my apartment, I poured a large glass of wine, took that relaxing bath, and
checked my phone way too often. What was I hoping for? A message from Brian
telling me that he wasn’t going home with Jamie? God, what I needed was more
liquor and my vibrator.
    With two more
glasses down and my suitcase packed, I was feeling slightly less anxious and
ready for bed. Thinking back to that night in Miami three years ago, I sighed.
    Brian and I had
won a major campaign and our flow in the presentation had been amazing. We’d
gone out for drinks later that night to celebrate in South Beach. Before we
knew it, we were in the middle of a dance floor, hot and