“You don’t have to stay. I appreciate you coming with me, but I’ll be okay. Go have fun with Chase.”
“Nothing is going on with Chase and me.”
“You keep saying that, but I don’t believe it.”
“Well, believe it.”
I stare at her. “Did something happen between you two?”
“Nope.”
“But you want it to?”
“No. He has his schedule of women, and I will not be one of them.”
“His schedule of women?”
She sighs. “When you were in the hospital, and Quinn and I stayed with Chase and Jamison, it was pretty clear.”
“He had them over when you were there?”
She scoffs. “No. But his phone kept ringing off the hook with them, and one girl must not have gotten the cancellation notice because she stopped by. When she saw me, she commented to him that Thursday was their day.”
“You have to be kidding me. Sheknowsshe’s a day of the week?”
Vivian shrugs. “Apparently.”
“Damn, Viv. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. We haven’t ever been together.”
“Yeah, but you like each other.”
She shrugs again. “Enough about me. Are you going to tell me what happened?”
My pulse increases, thinking again about Billie in Xander’s arms. “I walked out of the bathroom, and he was kissing Billie.”
“Billie? As intheBillie, he obsessed over for months?” she cries out.
“Gee, thanks for reminding me, Viv.”
“Sorry.”
Not as sorry as I am.
“How did...”
“I don’t know. All I know is one minute Xander and I were kissing. Then I went to the bathroom and then Billie was in his arms. He was leaned over, almost like in a dance pose, and she was gripping his head, and they were lip-locked.”
“Ouch,” Vivian mumbles.
“Yeah. Ouch.”
Vivian is quiet for a moment. “It doesn’t make sense to me.”
“What doesn’t?”
“Xander was adamant he was in love with you and not Billie.”
