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The girls cracked up laughing.
“You two better be careful after this baby is born or you’re going to have another one right away,” Skylar warned.
“What about you and Franky?” Merritt asked. “Are you going to have kids right away or wait a while?”
“Maybe in a few years.” Skylar had a twinkle in her eyes. “Sometimes, I still can’t believe that he’s finally mine, that I’m going to be his wife.” She danced in her seat. “I can’t wait!”
Adelia’s heart was full for her friends. Everything was falling into place for them. They’d found their matches and were moving on with life and plans.
She must’ve been quiet longer than she thought because Merritt leaned over and squeezed her arm.
“Are you okay?”
Adelia nodded. “I’m just happy for you guys.”
“Have you spoken to Oliver since you left?”
“We texted once about my movie, and he said he was happy for me. But that was it.” She couldn’t hide her sadness.
Merritt shook her head. “I really hoped our talk would make a difference.”
Adelia’s brow furrowed. “What talk?”
“The day you went back to California, Oliver stopped by the house to talk to you.”
Adelia’s breath caught in her throat. “He did?”
“Yeah, and he and I talked.”
Her curiosity was piqued. “What about?”
“He told me there was a bigger issue with him not wanting kids, something he hadn’t told you about. I thought it might be something he could work on that might change his mind. He said he didn’t know. I hoped he’d talk to you about it.”
“I wonder what it was.” Adelia looked out the windows toward the lake, emotions rushing to the surface.
“He didn’t tell me, but it seemed pretty serious.”
Her shoulders sank. “I guess if it was something that could be fixed, he would’ve told me.”
“Maybe.”
Sadness poured over her, and her chin quivered as her eyes filled with tears.
“Oh, Adelia,” Skylar said.
“I’m sorry.” She waved her hands in front of her face. “I thought I was over him by now.”
“Ohhh.” Merritt scooted closer and wrapped her arms around Adelia, and Skylar moved to her other side and did the same.
They held her as tears dripped down her cheeks. She had cried more over Oliver than she ever had about anything in her life.
“I guess I missed him more than I realized.”
“Maybe you should go talk to him while you’re here,” Skylar said. “You could say you’re checking up on the blackmail case. Isn’t that still open?”
“Yeah, but I don’t know if I should. I told myself I’d let him come to me.”
“But Oliver’s a quiet man,” Merritt said. “Maybe a little set in his ways. He might not be the kind to make the first move.”