“Is everything okay?” Leleila touches Sophia’s arm. “You seem out of sorts, Soph.”
“I’m great,” she says with a shrug. “Actually, I’m engaged!”
“What?” Leleila’s eyes widen. “When did this happen?”
“This morning.” Sophia holds up her left hand to reveal a large diamond ring.
“How did I not see this?” Leleila grabs Sophia’s hand and examines the ring. “Buster gave you this?”
“He did. We’re going to get married this year if we can pull it off.”
Sophia’s smile is wide, but her eyes are flat. I look closer, hoping she’s not settling. I know how that feels.
As we all congratulate her, I flash back to Henry. I thought we’d get married, and when he ended things, I felt so lost.
But right now, the only man on my mind is a certain fisherman. And all I feel about not marrying Henry is relief. Such relief that I feel myself smiling at the way my life has changed.
Jamie Beth raises her glass in the air. “Congrats, Sophia. I can’t imagine getting married.”
Mia smiles at her. “I think you’ll meet someone who will have you imagining it.”
“I doubt it. I can’t pick a good guy to save my life.” Jamie Beth looks at Mia. “This one did good. She gives me hope.”
Sophia triple points from Jasalie to Leleila and Savannah. “Same with these three. You all make the impossible seem possible. I hope my marriage will be as strong as all of y’alls are.”
The server drops off a tequila shot for each of us.
I’m not a tequila girl, but when I’m having fun like I am tonight, I’m up for anything.
Three shots later and I’m plenty buzzed.
“So let’s talk about marital sex, shall we?” Sophia puts her arm around Jamie Beth and me, and we gather in close to the other three sitting on their bar stools. “What’s your secret?”
Mia throws her head back and laughs. “Sophia, this is why I love hanging out with you. You keep everything fun.”
“Don’t change the subject with a compliment.” Sophia’s blue eyes sparkle with humor. “Tell Jamie, Emery, and me about what y’all are getting as happily married women.”
Jasalie smiles teasingly. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“I know what they’re getting,” Jamie Beth says. “Great times in bed but also out of the bedroom. They’re with unicorn men. The Wild men are unicorns.”
Savannah laughs so hard she leans her head on Leleila’s shoulder.
“I felt that way too,” Savannah admits when she stops laughing. “I didn’t trust any men before Cam.”
I shouldn’t jump in, considering Michael and I aren’t even close to married like the three Wild women flanking me, but I can’t stay quiet. The alcohol gives me that extra push, of course, but I want to talk to these women about Michael and me. Maybe they can offer some advice.
“Michael and I have a no-strings agreement,” I announce.
Jasalie raises her glass of wine. “Those types of agreements can change.”
Leleila smiles at Jasalie. “You want to share more?”
I look at Jasalie in confusion, and she tugs at her blond ponytail.
“It feels like a long time ago,” she begins with a teasing smile.
“Tell us the story!” Sophia jumps up and down.
