Melanie wasn’t sure who was leading who home. Cassidy lived only a few blocks up the hill and had offered her a spare bedroom. At some point after Maria’s comment, Melanie had switched back to wine without quite noticing how.
She suspected that Cassidy had been more coherent than she appeared and filled Melanie’s water glass with a refreshing white wine when she wasn’t paying enough attention.
No matter, she had neither the energy nor the inclination to return to the Pioneer Square condo. Joshua would probably be there and she wanted a little distance from him, at least enough to stop herself from jumping him. Because after the four women… No. After her four friends poking and prodding her and talking about their own husbands, both the appreciated quirks and the not so appreciated, she
