I shake my head. “I’m a Virgo.”
“AVirgo? Do you know I love astrology?”
“No, I had no idea.”
“I do. I’ve read a million books on it. I’m a whiz.” She assesses me for a long beat. “Virgos are the careful ones—tender and sensitive but very cautious.”
I nod. “That’s me. Sensitive and cautious.”
“They pay great attention to detail. They’re precise. They’re loyal as hell, love to help people, and absolutely hate feeling out of control.”
“You’ve got me pegged, sister.”
“Sucks to be you, then, huh?”
I laugh. “Sometimes.”
“I can’t imagine wanting to be in control all the time,” Kat says. “In fact, losing complete control of myself is one of my favorite pastimes.”
“Charlotte’s the same way,” I say. “And I must say, I’m beginning to think you crazy-girls might know something the rest of us don’t. I’ve recently discovered losing complete control of myself—at appropriate times—has its advantages.” I snicker to myself.
“God, it’s amusing to be the only sober person at a party.”
“Huh?”
“Nothing. Tessa sweetie, I was just thinking. Wouldn’t it be fun if we got Charlotte and Sarah together to see if they’d fall as deeply in love as we have?”
My heart leaps. Kat Morgan and I have fallen “deeply in love”? I didn’t realize that. I mean, I knewIhad a major girl-crush onKat, of course. Who wouldn’t? But I had no idea the feeling was mutual. All of a sudden, I feel so much love for Kat, I want to grab her and kiss her. So, that’s what I do. I put my arms around her and press my body into her baby bump and lay a big, fat kiss on her soft cheek. “You’re sweet, Kat Morgan,” I whisper. “Sweet as can be.”
Kat giggles. “And you’re drunk, Tessa Rodriguez.”
“A little bit.”
“But also really, really sweet,” Kat adds.
“Thank you. So are you.”
“You said that already.”
“Oh, yeah. Well, you are.”
Kat and I disengage from our embrace and she strokes my long hair for a minute, her hand around my waist. “I really think you should invite Charlotte to come here for the week,” she says. “You’re a guest, right? Well, every guest gets a plus-one. I’m sorry I didn’t think of it before.”
“You’re so sweet, Kitty,” I say, putting my cheek on her shoulder. “Sweet, sweet, sweet. I didn’t know a woman who looks like a supermodel could be so sweet.”
Kat laughs. “Youlook like a supermodel.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Sweet.”
“So will you ask Charlotte to come to Maui? I’m dying to meet her.”
“Okay. I’m supposed to talk with Charlotte tomorrow about this asshole I slept with, so I’ll ask her then.”
“Perfect. Wait, what are you gonna talk to Charlotte about tomorrow?”
