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glass. But as I down my first glass of the cold, wonderful liquid, that familiar surge of longing comes flooding back. My yearning for Marshall, my need for love, my mad desire for sex burns in the pit of my stomach.
Why did I agree to go out with Peter? Why would a man like Marshall flirt with me?
Am I worthy of being added to the notches on his bedpost? Was he even flirting with me?
I refill my glass, anxious to get to bed and clear my mind of all thought for a while.
     
     
     

Chapter 3
    Friday, May 21
    I awake to my cell phone buzzing on my nightstand. Blinking away the fuzziness in my eyes, I spot my purse tipped on its side with half of its contents spilled out onto my dresser and the floor. I recall having tossed it there last night in a mad dash for the comfort of my bed. I’m still fully clothed, and my mouth tastes dreadful; I didn’t even brush my teeth. Sitting up to reach for my water, I growl at its emptiness.
    I perk up when I remember my date with Peter. The thought of having a man’s attention for an evening for the first time in a long time is exciting. Gavin had been distant for so long I can hardly recall the feeling of a man caring what I have to say or even looking at me like I am worth a shit.
    Between the time Gavin spent at his new job at Sans International Airport and the time he spent with his pilot buddies, I was nothing but a puzzle piece for his perfect-looking life. His interest in me was only for show. Night after night, Gavin would be lost in a book, and I heard “we’ll fool around tomorrow night” more times than I can count. Gavin had turned into someone I didn’t know. He was no longer the sweet, passionate, funny guy I’d been introduced to, the guy with a promising career, the guy who had his own place and seemed to adore me. He had promised me the world only to all but forget I existed after one year as a pilot. Red flags were everywhere, but I stayed for four whole years. He didn’t even seem to notice I was alive near the end.
    One night, we went out to a movie and ran into a group of guys from his flight school. He never even introduced me or even acknowledged I was there until the moment he turned to me and said, “Hey, Liz, you mind heading home, and I’ll see you later? I’d really like to catch up with these guys. I’ll make it up to you.” He never even waited for my response, just walked away with them and left me standing there. He was always ignoring me by then. He never even looked directly at me. He never made it up to me, either.
     
    My phone hums again on my nightstand. I glance at it and see five new text alerts. I sigh and take a big stretch. Not bothering to check my messages, I head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get some water. Stepping to the mirror, I lean in over the sink. My makeup isn’t smudged, but the wicked bed head on the right side shows that I must not have moved at all in my sleep last night. Brushing my teeth feels marvelous. I run my tongue along my teeth to inspect their smoothness.
    From my bedroom, my phone blares “Hey, Soul Sister,” and I know my twin sister, Rose, is calling. I run to my nightstand and have a seat on the side of my bed before answering.
    “Hey, Sis, what’s up?” I try to sound more chipper than I feel.
    Oddly enough, it’s Rose who yawns. “You planning to ignore me
all
day?”
    “Of course not. I answered, didn’t I?”
    “I texted you a bunch of times about going to Home Décor today.”
    Rose had asked me to help her pick out some new decorations for her living room in the new house she and her fiancé, Derek, just purchased. It’s only a half mile away from our childhood home, where our parents still live with nearly the same décor from back when we were kids. Rose and I tried to make slow and subtle changes to our childhood home, so we wouldn’t freak out my mom. She has never been a fan of change. We decided to reorganize the basement TV room to surprise her on Valentine’s Day one