She pulled her phone from her purse and tapped out a text to the one and only.
Betzy:Check out our lunch conversation topic at the clubhouse today.
She snapped a picture of his magazine spread and hit send.
“Who’s that going to?” Camila asked.
Betzy glanced up from her phone to see that Grandma, Rachel, and Mom awaited her answer as well. “It’s to him.”
Camila gripped hold of her forearm. “You really doknowthis guy?”
Betzy grinned. Her new sister-in-law was the only one at the table who didn’t know about their history.
Rachel pulled out the finger quotes. “They’refriends.”
A grin spread over Camila’s face. “Have you ever kissed him?” That question, sweetened by her Spanish accent, rolled off Camila’s tongue with far too much ease.
“Camila,” Betzy said with a gasp.
“Well,” Grandma Lo blurted. “Haveyou?”
Betzy made a quick survey of the table before nodding ever so slightly.
The ladies’ chorus of oohs and ahs gained attention from nearby patrons. It was a good thing Rachel wasn’t still shooting pictures of her since Betzy was likely red all the way to her toes.
“Hello, lovely ladies,” their table host said cheerily. “Have you made your selections yet?”
Slowly, hesitantly, the eyes peeled away from Betzy and shifted to their host. And while they placed the ladies orders one by one, Betzy was replaying that heavenly kiss.
“Mind if I take a little peek at this for myself?” Rachel asked, gripping the corner with her finger and thumb.
Betzy shook her head. “No, go ahead.” She watched numbly as Rachel licked a finger and turned the page.
“Maybe I’ll snatch up one of these other bachelors for myself,” Rachel said under her breath.
“What magazine is that?” Camila asked.
“Slipper,” Mom answered. “Hey, that reminds me. Don’t the Shays runSlipper Magazine?”
Betzy resisted an eye-roll. “Yep.”
“That’s what I thought. Kellianne says the editor went to school with you and Sawyer. What’s her name?”
“Daisy,” Betzy said. “Daisy Shay…” She added emphasis to help Mom recognize the name. Daisy had caused Betzy a whole lot of grief during their school years. Spreading false rumors and going after any guy Betzy took an interest in, namely Sawyer.
“That’s right,” Mom said as enlightenment lit her eyes. “I guess Daisy personally delivered three copies of the magazine to Kellianne the day the issue came out.”
“I bet she did,” Betzy said under her breath. Irritation gripped her fast and hard. Seemed as if Daisy still wanted to get her hands on Sawyer. At one point, she’d accomplished that very thing. Was she simply up to her same old tricks?
Betzy’s phone buzzed with a reply just as the host made his way to her. Quickly, she ordered the brie cheese wedge with tomato bisque and handed over the menu. A smile crossed her lips as she saw the name on the screen.
Sawyer:Me, your lunchtime topic? You don’t say. I’m flattered.
Betzy:Don’t be. Half of the party’s over the age of fifty.
Sawyer:All the more flattering.
Betzy:I guess you’re right. Have fun sleeping at night knowing that old women find you sexy.
