Sapphire: A Werewolf Love Story (20 page)

“Yes, I’m sure he’s home by now, sleeping in front
of the TV with his hand in his waistband. I told him where I’d be and why. He’s
fine with it.” Sherry waved her hand in the air.

“Thanks for coming over. Not like I am going to bawl
or need to eat a gallon of ice cream, but company helps.” Kristy and Sherry had
been friends for many years, and they knew each other well enough to know when
the other needed a pick me up, or a shoulder to lean on.

“Boo on the lack of ice cream, but yay for not
crying.” Her friend clapped her hands with a too-bright smile on her face.

“Crying isn’t going to fix anything. So why bother?
I’m too old for that shit.” Kristy sighed and headed down the hall with Sherry
following behind.

Sherry pressed her lips into a fine line. “Kristy
you aren’t old. How many times do I have to tell you? You look great for your
age. Fit and sexy and you have a good head on your shoulders. You would make a
great companion for any man. Your perfect someone is out there.”

My perfect someone? How I wish that were
true. “Oh shush. No ice cream here, but I do have wine. Want some?”

Sherry tilted her head and smirked. “Thought you’d
never ask.” She ran to get the glasses from over the counter in the kitchen.
“Hey, most of the stuff in here is his, isn’t it?”

Kristy turned the corner to find her friend looking
around the kitchen. She leaned up against the fridge. “Yeah, I need to find a
new place. For now I’ll sleep in the guest bedroom. As long as he isn’t
bringing female friends over, I think we can be civil.”

“Wow. You're something, you know that? Anyone else
would want to chop his balls off.” She made a chopping motion in the air. To
which Kristy laughed.

“Nah, he was honest, and didn’t cheat.”

“Physically.”

Kristy wrinkled her brow. “What’s that supposed to
mean?”

“He’s been cheating on you for weeks now – In. His.
Mind.” Sherry used her pointer finger to poke herself on the side of the head,
emphasizing each word.

“Shit. Guess I’ll be needing a bigger glass.” She
pointed to the small wine goblet and gave a weak smile.

 
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