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And, of course, my mind turns back to Asher. It’s only been a few days at this point. The memory will fade, hopefully sooner than later, because I’m already driving myself crazy with how often he pops uninvited into my thoughts.
I was so wrapped up in him that I didn’t take the time to appreciate the event itself, nor did I bother networking in any way whatsoever. Who planned the event? Do they need help for next year? Does a private company plan it, or is it run by the Aces organization?
It could’ve been a great place to get my foot in the door in Vegas if I’m so inclined to move closer to my parents, but Asher distracted me.
He distracted me so much that I find myself at my Wednesday night book club meeting without having finished the book we’re discussing.
“What did you think about the twist in chapter thirty-two?” Addy asks.
Chloe and Lauren give their thoughts, and then they all look at me.
“I didn't get to it,” I admit. The eyes already looking at me widen. “I didn’t finish.”
“You didn't finish?” Addy repeats. “But wealwaysfinish.”
“I know we do, and it's like theone thingwe can count on in this life, but I had planned to read the rest of it on the plane ridehome, and then I was just…” I trail off. They’re staring at me with slackened jaws.
“You were just,” Chloe prompts.
“Distracted,” I finished.
“By what?” Lauren asks.
I draw in a deep breath as I prepare to launch into the story that feels like it started as a fairy tale but ended in a way I didn’t really expect given how connected I felt to him.
“Oh shit,” Chloe murmurs. “Did you see that deep breath?”
“What happened?” Lauren asks.
“You don't have to say,” Addy says a little defensively. “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas and all that. If you did something that you need to leave there—”
I hold up a hand to interrupt her. “It's fine,” I say. “Of course I'll tell you all what happened.”
“So something did happen,” Chloe says flatly.
“Something big,” Lauren agrees.
“Oh my God, stop. I met a guy at the charity ball, and we had a really nice night together, and that's it. It's not like it meant anything.”
“It's not likewhatmeant anything?” Addy asks. “Wait. Did you have sex with him?”
My cheeks burn, and that's my first mistake—letting them see me sweat.
“Oh shit,” Chloe breathes. “Feelings.” She shakes her head. “She caught feelings.”
“Don't embarrass her about it if she did,” Lauren scolds her sister.
“Oh my gosh, you two. If she did, then you sitting here blabbing about it isn't going to make her feel any better.” Addy shakes her head, and I know I shouldn't be mortified about this in front of my best friends, yet I am.
He hasn’t called.
Why the hell hasn’t he called?
And that’s when Chloe asks, “Was it a football player?”
Everyone knows who the Nash brothers are. They’re football royalty, and Asher is the only remaining eligible one of the four brothers who seem to have been God's favorite when they were born since they're all beautiful, athletic, and smart.
If I can't be honest about my weekend with my best friends, then who can I be honest about it with? I need to talk about it, and these are the people I talk about every life event with, major or minor.
