Polly touched her hip. “Tell Ethan how you feel.”
“You don’t think I’ll come off as the crazy jealous girlfriend?”
“You might. But he’ll be aware that you saw Jay looking at him in a way that made you uncomfortable.”
Maggie’s phone suddenly rang.
Polly’s lips twitched when she looked down at the name on the screen. “It’s like the universe heard my advice and took my side. Let me know how he takes it.” She grabbed her drink and stepped into the living room.
She wrinkled her nose before putting the cell to her ear. “Hey.”
“God, it’s good to hear your voice. How was your day?”
“Good. I started planning a couple of vacations for my clients.”
“Of course you did.”
Come on, Maggie, just say it.
“Everything okay?” Ethan asked, as if he could hear her turmoil in the silence.
“You know how you wanted me to be honest with you?”
“Always.”
“Well, this is me being honest… I’ve kind of been jealous of Jay.” She scrunched her eyes closed, because yep, it sounded as immature and pathetic out loud as it had in her head.
“What?”
“I know you love me. But I get this feeling that she cares about you as more than a friend. I guess I feel threatened by her.” And that was about as honest as she could get.
“Mags.” Ethan’s voice was gentle now. “Jay and I are just friends. The way I feel about her isnothingcompared to how I feel about you.”
She nodded, even though Ethan couldn’t see her.
“Do you trust me?” he asked quietly.
“Yes.” At least, she was trying to.
“Then trust me.”
He made it sound so simple.
“Come to the bar tonight,” he pushed. “Everyone will be there.”
She wanted to say yes, because she wanted to see him. But… “I already told Polly I’d help her get the office at Bloom ready to paint.”
“I’m good with a paintbrush.”
She chuckled. “Maybe you could stop by after your drink and we’ll put you to work.”
“If you’re there, I’ll be there.”
“I’ll see you then.”
She was still smiling when she hung up.
“You’ll see him where?” Polly asked, as she passed on her way to the sink.
