Jealousy suddenly overwhelmed her and Hailey blinked, confused at her feelings.
Sure she’d dreamed about Gage for months, but that didn’t make him hers. Sydney and
the others had watched him just as long. So what made her feel so possessive? And why
did his hungry gaze not turn her off as so many others had?
“Sydney, let me ask you a question.”
“Shoot.”
She took a deep breath. “Do you think I’m an icy, ah, frigid bitch?”
“What?Who the hell called you that? Mr. Tool?”
“No, no. I overheard one of the sales guys at work the other day.” She repeated the
conversation. “I’m happy now, with my life I mean. I have a decent job, a great new
house, and wonderful friends.” She eyed her friend up and down with a grin. “And you.”
“Funny girl.”
“I’m not lonely, exactly, but—”
“You can’t help wondering what it would be like to have a special man in your life.”
“Does that make me desperate?”
“Hell no. I’m there too.” Sydney flashed her a grin. “And I’m not desperate.
Frustrated, like I said, but I’m choosy. When I find the man worthy of giving up Friday
nights with my girlfriends, then I’ll know he’s someone special.” She paused. “I think
you should give Mr. Tool, I mean Gage, a shot. We know he’s gorgeous, but he sounds
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interesting. Now most women would call him a pig for forcing you into a dinner with
him. But me, I think it’s flattering.”
“I kind of thought so too, after I thought about it a while. And he could have called
the cops.”
“Do you think? After all, would they believe him, or a houseful of attractive, single
women?” Sydney grinned. “You have to admire his intelligence, and his craftiness. So
you spend one dinner with him. It’s not sex, and it’s not forever. Relax and enjoy
yourself.”For once, Hailey thought she heard Sydney mutter.
Glaring at her best friend, she took another sip from her glass.
