“No, you just missed her. I think she had a doctor’s appointment or something,” Jasmine explains, walking by us and out of the room.
“Hey, y’all,” Poppy says, walking into the gym. “Sorry I missed lunch. Chloe and I are swamped.”
“It’s fine. We actually had to cut it short because I forgot the orthotist was coming today,” Gray says. “You did miss all the good gossip about Wren and Tanner though.”
“No way. That’s not fair.”
“What’s not fair?” Lacey asks, joining us.
“Wren gave Gray all the dirty details about her new relationship and we missed it,” Poppy says.
“Yeah, sounds like you were wrong, Lace, and Tanner is far from mediocre in bed” Gray laughs, and my cheeks blush.
“Way to make it weird,” I deadpan.
“Ha!” Lacey laughs. “It’s not weird. Look, he and I wereboth drunk and obviously had no connection. I’m happy for you both. It’s crazy how good sex can be when you’re doing it with the right person, and it sounds like Tanner is yours and Jace is definitely mine.” She wiggles her eyes at me.
“You’re so right,” I say, thinking back to my weekend.
“Excuse me, I’m looking for the physical therapist,” a deep voice says, in an accent I can’t place, causing all of us to turn toward the door and stare.
The man standing before us is tall, and if I had to guess, he’s around Tanner’s age. He has dark hair and a beard. He’s wearing blue scrubs and glasses.
“Cal?” Gray says, staring stunned at the man still standing in the doorway. “What are you doing here?”
He chuckles, “Grayson Arceneaux? Is that really you?” He moves into the room and wraps her up in a hug. “Your brother said you lived outside Atlanta and that I should reach out, and I just haven’t had the time. It’s really good to see you.”
“Yeah, same. I’m guessing since you’re here looking for the PT that you’re the orthotist I’m meeting?”
“I guess I am.”
Lacey clears her throat, and Gray turns to see all three of us staring at her.
“Oh, I’m sorry. These are my friends, Lacey, Poppy, and Wren.” She points to each of us as she says our names. “Girls, this is Cal. He’s my older brother, Torren’s, best friend.
“What a small world,” I say, looking at Gray, who fidgets nervously.
“It really is. Okay, well Mr. Benson is in his room. If you follow me, I’ll take you down there so you can get him measured.”
“It was nice to meet you,” he says. “Maybe I’ll see you all around.”
“Nice to meet you,” I say. Lacey and Poppy offer him a wave.
We all smile, and the two of them disappear down the hall.
“Was it just me or did she seem a little nervous?” Lacey asks, once they’re out of ear shot.
“Oh, she definitely did,” Poppy says. “He was cute too.”
“You think there’s a history there?” I ask.
Poppy shrugs. “I’m not sure, but we should ask her.”
“I told Gray earlier that I was thinking we could all go to The Local on Friday…maybe we can convince her to invite him.”
“Yes,” Lacey says. “I like that idea.”
“I’m in, and I’m sure Logan will be too,” Poppy says, glancing at her watch. “Ugh, I gotta go. My productivity is going to be shit today.”
