Sitting at a table for two at Eat ’N Park, Nora checked her fingernails. She could still see the flash of hurt shining in Quinn’s eyes even though Quinn probably sat in her cubicle busily calling clients and organizing data. It’s not like I meant to hurt her. It was a joke.
After all, everyone knew Quinn and Hunter would never sleep together. I’d sleep with him.
“Miss, here’s your Grilled Chicken Salad. Can I get you anything else?”
Shaking her head, Nora waved the blue-mascaraed waitress away. How about a tall blonde male with kind blue eyes and a hankering for some Southern loving? Yeah, I thought that was a high order, too.
Pulling lightly on her earlobe, Nora bowed her head and whispered to her salad. “I just want to be loved and to love. Is that so hard?”
Stabbing the salad with her fork, she took a bite tasting the vinegar. Ever since Quinn started, she gets all the attention. Roxanne praises her by piles of work. Okay, I’m not jealous of that.
And Hunter, the love of her life, dates Quinn. A taste more bitter than vinegar crept into Nora’s mouth.
“Is everything all right, Miss?”
Nora nodded glancing up at Blue Mascara to realize that she had been practically growling at her salad. The waitress placed a takeout box on the table with the check.
“Actually, may I have a to-go box as well? The takeout is for a friend.”
I just called Quinn a friend.
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