"But?" There had to be a but. There always was when people said things like that.
"But Molly is not just my best friend. She's the godmother of my daughter. I love her like a sister. I know her better than anyone else, which is why I know she's freaking the fuck out no matter how many times I encouraged her this week to talk to you."
Huh. It was good to know there was some part of Elle that was on my side.
"Obviously she didn't listen to you since I never got the chance to talk to her."
Elle sighed. "Molly's complicated. On the outside she might seem like a complete badass who doesn't give a shit about anything, but that's not always the case. I won't say anything more because that's her story to tell, but just know this is hard for her."
I glanced over to where the subject of our conversation was now looking at us with a frown on her face.
"She's definitely going to kick my ass for this." Elle chuckled like she didn't just say her friend was going to beat her up.
"I would really like to talk to her. I know this marriage didn't happen in the traditional sense, but that doesn't mean I'm not willing to see how it will go."
"That's exactly what I wanted to hear. I'll make sure Molly talks to you today."
I didn't get a chance to respond before Elle stood up and made her way out of the pew. I didn't want to get my hopes up, but for the first time in forever, I prayed she was right.
It must be sitting inside a church that has me thinking like this.
I shook the thoughts out of my head. I guess I would just have to see how things went.
CHAPTER SIX
MOLLY
I watched my best friend strut her fine ass across the church with her daughter in her arms. I didn't bother to meet her halfway although usually I would have. Doing so would mean I was that much closer to my husband––shit, that sounded weird even in my head––and I wasn't ready for that.
When Elle was close enough, I tugged her arm and spun us around so that I was no longer forced to look at Parker. "What the hell was that all about?" I hissed low enough that only she could hear me. We were in a church after all.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Elle was aiming for nonchalant, but I could see right through her.
"Bullshit." This time the word was just a little louder than a whisper, and I had to look around to make sure no one was paying any attention to us. "I thought we were friends."
"We are friends. Best friends actually. So much so that I made you godmother of my firstborn child."
I rolled my eyes at her. Of course she would bring that up. "Then why the hell are you conversing with the enemy?"
At this rate, I was going to hell with all the cuss words I was dropping in a church. It was one thing to say them in my everyday life but in a church? Yeah, I was definitely not earning my spot to heaven at this point.
"I didn't realize Parker was the enemy?" Elle raised one brow at me. If my friend wasn't holding her adorable daughter, I was sure she would've crossed her arms in a challenge.
"You know what I mean." I continued to talk in a hushed tone.
"No, I'm not sure I do. Why don't you explain it to me?"
Well, hell. I didn't expect this from Elle.
"I thought you weremy friend? What happened to having my back?"
"I am your friend, which is exactly why I went over to talk to Parker. You refuse to talk to him and think by doing so the whole thing is just going to blow over. I gave you the week, and as much as I want to give you more, I think giving you a little push at the moment is the better way to go."
Damn Elle for knowing me so well. Without the push, I was sure I would avoid the man forever.
"I thought you didn't want the first time we talked to be in front of a bunch of people?"
I was throwing her words back at her left and right. It wasn't very nice of me, but I was on the defense at the moment, and I hated that.
