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“I wasn’t doing anything.”

“Right. Those dark circles you tried to cover up are just a new fashion trend, then?” She arches a brow in challenge and I sigh.

“I just couldn’t sleep last night.” At least that’s technically not a lie. Every time I closed my eyes, I pictured Chance, naked in my shower or in my bed, and a fresh round of tears would start.

“Uh – huh, not buying it so try again.”

I peek up at her and I know unless I sprint to my car now, there’s no way I’m getting out of telling her. And even that would just delay her inquisition. “Look, I don’t want to talk about it, okay? I did something stupid and I learned my lesson but it’s not something I care to analyze right now.”

Izzy opens her mouth to respond and I glance up at Ali, pleading with her to save me. Izzy just has to know everything and she won’t stop until she’s wrung every last drop of information out of you. Sometimes it’s endearing and other times, like now, it’s too much.

“Is it wrong that I want to know how Kodiak was?” Ali asks, saving me and Izzy grins.

“Yes,” Logan barks, storming out of the house with a glare in her direction before he bounds down the stairs. We all watch him march down the sidewalk before turning to look at each other and bursting into laughter.

“You know, the word single-minded comes to mind around that man,” I mutter, turning back to watch him as he slips behind the trees that separate their properties.

Ali snorts. “Oh, you’ve got no idea.”

Arching a brow, I open my mouth to respond to her, but I don’t get the chance before Izzy is reaching across the step and grabbing my face, turning it back to her. “You really look like shit today. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Thanks, Iz. Sometimes, your brutal honesty is not needed.” Images of Chance’s wife pop into my head again and my eyes sting with tears. I can’t believe I’m such an idiot. I should have seen signs, right? There must have been clues I was his side piece that I missed because I was so caught up in him.

“You know I say it with love. But seriously, I’m worried about you. Are you okay?”

I nod, looking away from her. “Yeah. I’m fine.”

“Fine equals definitely not okay. What’s going on?”

Yanking my chin out of her grip, I shake my head. “It’s really nothing. I’m just an idiot.”

“Hey, you’re not an idiot,” Ali says softly and I turn to her, the concern on her face is making me feel like I’m going to cry again. I force a smile.

“Sounds like you need to meet my good friend, Jose,” Izzy says and I turn to her, wincing at the thought at her trying to set me up with a man again.

“Please tell me you’re talking about tequila and not an actual man named Jose.”

She nods. “I am. Trust me, some good margaritas and you’ll forget all about whoever hurt you.”

Oh, if only it were that easy. It figures the one time I fall in love again, it ends in disaster. That’s the bitch of it, too. I still love him and there is a part of me that wonders if I always will.

“Enough about me. Tell us all about how Logan swooped in and saved the day.”

Ali grins and I know I’m off the hook. She sighs and as she launches into her story, I resolve myself to let this go once and for all. I have a good life and Chance does not get to take that away from me.