A Scandal at Eastwick by L.C. Warman

Author:L.C. Warman
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950103164
Publisher: Greenleaf and Plympton

Chapter 24

Alyssa wrenched her hand away from the manicurist, chastising her about her aggressive cuticle-snipping. “I told you, light,” Alyssa said again, and the woman leveled her with a dead gaze before taking Alyssa’s hand back and continuing.

“You okay?” Clarissa asked, distracted. But that was all Clarissa had been these past few days. Figured. Soon Clarissa’s vacation in St. Clair, courtesy of Alyssa, would be over, and her friend would pack up and move out again, leaving Alyssa to deal with all the mess, alone.

“I’m not, actually,” Alyssa snapped. She took a deep breath, struggling to make her voice normal. Not here, she told herself. You won’t freak out here. “Guess who Harry is seeing tonight.”

Clarissa turned her gaze on Alyssa, and it was all Alyssa could do not to roll her eyes. It was obvious that Clarissa’s eyes were glazed, that her thoughts were a million miles away. “Who?” she repeated dumbly.

“Never mind.”

Clarissa blinked and shook her head. The movement shook her extended fingers, and Clarissa’s manicurist clucked and repositioned her hand. Alyssa thought the shade of eggshell blue that her friend had chosen was typical Clarissa: trendy and tasteless. But she had bigger problems now.

“Tell me,” Clarissa said. “Who is he seeing? Lia?”

It hurt that she had guessed it on the first try. “Yes,” Alyssa said with a huff. “Lia. She said she had something important to tell him.”

“As in, she’s blackmailing his mom?”

This got a short, appreciative laugh from Alyssa. “Anyway,” Alyssa said. “He texted to tell me. I told him he shouldn’t even waste his time, but, well, Harry was always soft.” Sensitive. She had meant to say sensitive.

“I’m sure it’s nothing,” Clarissa said. “She’s probably just worried. About what his mom was saying.”

“Whose side are you on?”

Clarissa glanced sideways at her. “Yours, of course. But she’s his ex, right? And she has to be able to talk to him about important things, sometimes. Exes sometimes do.”

“I really don’t think so. I think once you’re an ex, there’s no reason to talk to anyone ever again.”

Clarissa’s mouth tightened at this. Alyssa’s blood boiled. Was Clarissa thinking of herself again, of her own little relationships and past woes, or was she focusing on the issue at hand? Typical, thought Alyssa.

“Hold still,” the manicurist said, and Alyssa realized her hands had been shaking with rage.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” Clarissa said. “I’m sure she just wants to talk.”

“I don’t think so,” Alyssa said. “I’m pretty sure every time a girl wants to talk to her ex, she’s looking for a lot more than just talk.”

Clarissa blushed. “You know,” she said. “You’ve been pretty awful to me since I came here. And I’ve taken it, because you were my host. But I’m getting a little sick of it.”

Alyssa snorted. “Fed up with what? Being put up in a nice place? Having all your meals and spa treatments paid for? I’m so sorry that it’s so difficult being my friend.”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“Right. Because you didn’t come here to spend time with me, did you? You made that clear enough the first night.

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