Thanks,
Carol
"Tell us
about your boyfriend, Grace," Maria teased. "You did have a high
school sweetheart, didn't you?"
"Well,
yes."
"What did he
look like?" Silvia inquired.
"He was just
an average guy."
Lucy's drink was
served and she took a gulp. "Next question, how old were you when you lost
your virginity?"
As Grace opened
her mouth, someone behind her spoke. "She was sixteen."
She recognized
that voice and turned to find Andy standing behind her.
"What are you
doing here?"
"Grace,
aren't you going to introduce us?" Lucy said, standing.
"He's not
worth an introduction." She turned back to the table.
"I'm Lucy
Marlow and you are?" She extended her hand and took his.
"Andy
Granger, Grace's high school sweetheart."
"And,
apparently the man she lost her virginity to," Lucy said, still holding
his hand. "Would you like to join us? We'd love to hear stories about our
Grace."
"No, he
wouldn't." Grace stared at Andy.
He apparently got
the message. "No, I can't. I just wanted to stop by and say hello."
He pulled away from Lucy's grasp and walked back to the bar where he joined his
buddies.
"Pity,"
Lucy said, watching him walk away. "Grace, he's hot as hell. Was he that
good-looking as a teenager?"
"We parted on
bad terms, so I'd just as soon not talk about him."
"We
understand," Silvia said.
"Now wait a
minute. So, you have no interest in him?" Lucy asked.
"None."
"Then, you
wouldn't mind if I went over and talked to him?"
Grace knew that
meant Lucy would do everything she could to get him into bed tonight. But, what
could she do? She had no claim to him, and, as soon as this weekend was over,
she didn't plan on ever seeing him again. "Not at all. Talk to him all you
want."
That's all Lucy
needed to hear. She jumped up and sauntered over to the bar where Andy sat with
his buddies.
"I can't
believe you let her do that," Maria said. "You know what she has in
mind."
"I have no
feelings for him."
"That's not
how it looked when you heard his voice behind you just now."
Grace looked over
at Andy. Lucy already had her paws on him, rubbing his thigh, and his buddies
looked like they were ready to pounce on her if given the chance. As she was
turning her attention back to the table, she glanced at the door. "Look,
James is here."
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