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“I would think it would be hard to be married to someone living in the spotlight.” Sariah took a sip of her margarita.
“Is that why you aren’t interested in picking up where you left off with Kane?”
“No. I hadn’t even thought about what it would be like to be married to him. It’s never crossed my mind.”
“Think of how rich you would be! That guy is loaded.”
Sariah laughed. “Since when have you been so shallow?”
“I’m not being shallow. I’m being realistic. He’s the richest guy we know, and we’re friends with a lot of wealthy people.”
“So what? I would never marry a guy for money.”
“I’m not saying you would. But the money would be a nice perk.”
“Money is always a nice perk, but you don’t need it to be happy,” Sariah said.
“It sure helps though. Not having to worry about bills would take a huge load off your shoulders,” Carrington said.
“I’m doing just fine financially, thank you very much.”
Carrington’s eyebrow shot up. “Not as well as Kane.” She smiled at Sariah over her drink before taking a sip.
“You’re terrible.”
“Like I said, I’m being realistic. He’s an excellent catch, and you’re completely available. Plus, there’s history. A sizzling one. I say go for it.”
“I feel like you haven’t been listening to a word I’ve said tonight,” Sariah complained. She didn’t want to face the fact that she could possibly have a happy future with Kane. They’d been blissfully happy together in the past.
“I’ve been listening. I just think you’re not being fair to yourself. It’s like you’re trying to punish yourself for trusting a bad guy in the past. You deserve the best, and it doesn’t get much better than Kane.”
“If you like him so much, why don’t you go for him?”
“Because he has history with you. I would never step between you two. I can still tell there’s something there, just seeing the two of you around each other when he comes into town.”
“We don’t even know if Kane is interested.”
“We can always find out,” Carrington said with a wicked smile.
“No way.”
Carrington pulled her phone out.
“What are you doing?” Panic crept into her voice. “You’d better not be reaching out to him. That would be a violation of my trust.”
“Fine. I won’t reach out to him if you don’t want me to but promise me you won’t shoot him down if he tries to rekindle something.”
“Why do you want me to promise that?” She crossed her arms defensively.
“Because I care about your happiness.”
“So do I. I’m trying to protect my heart.”
“I think you’re trying too hard. Instead, you could be missing out on something amazing.”
“Fine. I’ll give him a shot. But only if he makes the first move. I’m not going after some ultra-rich guy like a desperate gold digger.”
Carrington laughed. “Deal.”