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“And…?”
“And I told her it was my pleasure.”
Jen wrinkled her nose. “That’s it?”
“What do you mean?”
Now Jen rolled her eyes. “We both know you aren’t telling me something. I’ve known you too long not to know your tell.”
“I have a tell?”
“Yes, and don’t ask. I’m not revealing it.”
“Fine,” Morgan said. “I met her at the park yesterday to give her some earrings I made to match the dress.”
“So you had a park date?”
“It wasn’t a date,” Morgan insisted. “It was just a quick meetup. No big deal.”
“But you want it to be a bigger deal.”
Morgan thought about her answer longer than she probably should. But her gut knew the truth right away.
“It doesn’t matter. Our stances on relationships haven’t changed.”
“But you like hanging out with her.”
“I do,” Morgan admitted. “And I’ll get to hang out with her Saturday at the wedding.”
“What if you could hang out with her even more?”
“I’m afraid to ask…”
“Ask her to go with you on Friday.”
The wedding was one thing. A party. The rehearsal would basically be dinner with her family. Way more intimate. Way too exposed. For both of them.
“Can’t,” she said with a shake of her head. “Nope. Can’t do it.”
“Why not? You like her, right?”
She did. There was no denying that to herself anymore. And all of her objections—the money, her family pain, her own fear—seemed to evaporate when Morgan was with her. But they were still so different. She couldn’t see herself fitting into Danielle’s life with its routines and responsibilities.
“I do like her,” she said. “But she made it clear by shutting down that kiss that she isn’t interested in anything else, so it doesn’t even matter what I like or don’t like.”
“But it’s just one more event. Another hangout between friends.”
“Maybe.” Morgan thought for a second. “Just another hangout, right?”
“That’s the spirit!”
The server returned with their meals, placing a plate in front of each of them. The rich bacon and salty sweet-hash made Morgan’s mouth water.
But first, she had to send a text.
So… if you liked the idea of free wedding food, I can offer you free rehearsal dinner food on Friday lol
Morgan put her phone face down and stabbed at a piece of sweet potato. She chewed on it in a frenzy, stuffing a piece of egg in her mouth next, followed by a piece of bacon she tore off like an animal attacking its prey.
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