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She avoided the bed and stared out the , her hands falling to her chest as a wave of hot and cold rolled over her Snohipped by the glass and she knew they were in the middle of one hell of a storhtly

Maybe this was just a dream Maybe she hadn’t run out on Gerald and left hih with it and had just had way too much to drink at the expensive reception Maybe she’d danced until her feet could take noaround the Country Club like a princess

The dog barked onceher fantasies

Yeah, and maybe she’d taken a trip to the moon and back as well

“Oh, Bobbi,” she whispered, “you’ve really screwed up this time”

A thought entered her head and she stu everywhere for her s inside, feeling a huge sense of relief when her fingers closed over her cell phone She whipped it open and froze when she saw Gerald’s nah the last one had coht

She ignored the text icon—which showed nearly twenty-five es—and called her sister Billie

Who picked up on the second ring

“Holy hell, Bobbi, I’ve been waiting forever for you to call Are you alright?”

Bobbi sed and took more than a few seconds to answer, unsure if she could even do so until she cleared her throat “I think so”

Silence followed her words

“Okay, you don’t sound like you’re about to lose it or anything, which considering you spent the night with Shane, is kind of surprising but…”

“I didn’t spend the night with Shane”

Once more silence followed her words

“Okay, but you’re with hiht? He told us that he had you and that you were drunk but would be fine”