“Different compass heading.”
Olivia shook her head. “His way didn’t include me. Looking back, I think I already knew that.”
Bailey did not blink. Or breathe.
Olivia went on, “But you wanted him. I saw it. And I was so jealous, I went straight to Dillon and apologized, said our breakup was all my fault. For the first time ever. Maybe the last.”
Bailey said, “Did it ever occur to you that you saved me a ton of sorrow? Getting together with Dillon would have been the worst move ever. He wanted nothing more than to put Miramar in his rearview mirror. I was never going anywhere. Never, never, never. This is home. Then, now, tomorrow.”
Olivia did not reply.
Bailey must have found what she sought in Olivia’s silence. She took a firm hold of Olivia’s hand and whispered, “Girl, thank you.”
Charlie Hurst called from the table’s opposite end, “What are you two scheming over down there?”
“Making sure my pal knows she has a home,” Bailey replied. “Come what may.”
