Tony.
Beth.
I’ve met their friends. Their coworkers. Their exes.
Their whole lives.
And Sage?
It’s just…
Her.
Always just her. Except for the one time he brought Chloe.
Showing up like she stepped out of thin air.
And disappearing the same way.
She shifts in her sleep and tightens her arm around me.
Like she’s afraid I’ll vanish.
My chest softens instantly.
I kiss her hair.
Stop thinking.
Because I’m falling for her.
And the last thing I want to do is start looking for cracks in something that feels this good.
Thursday nights are sacred.
At least, they used to be.
I’m halfway to Tony’s place when my BlackBerry vibrates on the passenger seat. I glance down at the screen.
From: Sage
You’re really going?
I smile before I even open it. That alone should probably tell me something.
I thumb out a reply at a red light.
Me:
Guys’ night. Poker. Same one I told you about.
A beat.
Sage:
I know. I just didn’t realize it was tonight.
Me:
