pulled herself reluctantly into Dr. Logan mode.
“Jenna, listen. Seth may have reasons for rejecting your advances,” she softened her tone, “reasons that make sense only to him. You should consider dating other men. It might at least help you decide if Seth is worth the risk of more rejection.”
Jenna’s forehead was still pressed to the table, so Regina leaned over and touched Jenna’s hand to make sure she was hearing.
“If you keep repeating this specific rejection pattern with this particular man, you put yourself at risk of believing the problem is yours alone. Seth may be passive-aggressive about it, but he is rejecting you, not the other way around. You wouldn’t even be here if he had reacted the way you had a right to expect.”
Jenna raised her head and sighed in defeat. Alexa saw the decision in her eyes before she spoke, and she hurt for her daughter.
“No matter how much I care about Seth, I refuse to spend my time wanting a man who’s never going to want me back the same way,” Jenna reached out, linked her hand with Alexa’s and squeezed hard. “One Ranger woman already did that. I’m not repeating the same mistake.”
Alexa brought Jenna’s hand to her lips and kissed it in support. She was grateful there was at least some understanding between them. She was also grateful she’d always opted to tell Jenna the truth, even about her father.
“Okay—to hell with feeling sorry for myself. I’m so done with that,” Jenna said firmly.
She stood and lifted her chin as she smoothed the dress down.
“I love you all,” Jenna told them, her gaze scanning the table. “Thanks for letting me vent. I need to go home, change clothes, and try to forget about tonight. I’ll call you tomorrow, Mama. Is Daddy coming this weekend?”
“I left the invitation open. I’ll call you when I hear for sure.”
Alexa watched her daughter walk out, not acknowledging the men who looked longingly in her direction.
“Men,” Alexa spat the word like oath. “Life is so much less complicated when you don’t want one.”
“I’ll drink to that,” Lauren said, lifting her mineral water.
“Well, I’m not drinking to such foolishness,” Regina informed them. “And since when have you given up on men, Alexa? I consider you the ultimate optimist for trying so many for so long to find the right one.”
“Very funny, Dr. Logan,” Alexa said. “For your information, I haven’t seriously dated a man in a couple of years.”
Alexa paused for dramatic effect, sipping her now meager glass of red wine, thanks to Jenna.
“But it doesn’t mean I’ve given up sex.” Alexa winked at Lauren, who grinned back.
Regina saluted Alexa with the rest of her drink, and polished it off.
“Thank God for that at least. It’s use it or lose it after menopause starts, honey.”
*** *** ***
Behind them, Casey sat in silence trying to absorb all he had heard. First, a big one for him was Alexa was fifty instead of forty-five, which made the age gap between them even wider than he had thought. He would have to think about whether or not it bothered him. Certainly, knowledge of their exact age difference didn’t stop him from wondering if Alexa would heed her friend’s advice to use it or lose it.
Since the idea of Alexa using it with another man bothered the hell out of him, Casey supposed his reaction likely answered his question.
And just who was the red-haired woman talking so much about sex anyway? They called her Dr. Logan. Casey made a mental note to look her up online. She was the one scanning the room for men earlier. The other woman, a polished blonde, seemed to not like men at all.
The entire conversation made Casey wonder just what kind of woman Alexa Ranger was. Not that Casey was a prude or anything, he just preferred a woman with at least some modesty.
Okay, so maybe he was used to having more experience than the women he’d been involved with sexually. He had been his wife’s second lover
Kathryn Kennish, ABC Family