CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
FREYA
Girls’ night out my ass. If I had to sit through another minute of awkward silence and an occasional nervous chuckle, I would blow my brains out. I was not one for small talk and as it appeared so was Maddy. Maybe the reason we had gotten along in that luncheon, was because there were other people around. But then, between this and having to be holed up in that big, lonely house, swimming in nothing but memories of my past; I’d definitely pick this.
“So you and Rhett are really together,” she broke the silence eventually. I was already on my second dirty margarita while she lathered her tongue with some cocktail possessing a rather nasty name. s*x on the beach, I think. I was pretty certain it had the word s*x in it.
“Yeah. How about you? Seeing anyone?” I as
