Open Your Eyes by Kay Jani

Author:Kay, Jani [Kay, Jani]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Jani Kay
Published: 2013-07-26T21:00:00+00:00

Part Two

Chapter Thirty-one

Natalie

Exactly eight days since I had returned from the USA, my phone rang and a screen shot of my best friend Miranda smiled back at me. This was her fifth call; I had let it go to voicemail each time before and never acted on her messages to call her back.

Although I had been seriously jetlagged, I had hardly slept all week, so I was bone tired. All I wanted to do was crawl into bed and sleep for the next twenty-four hours. And even that may not be long enough to feel human again.

I’d hardly said hello when Miranda ripped into me. “For a best friend, you’ve been awfully quiet since you got back. I want to hear all about your trip, darling. And don’t leave anything out. I saw Olivia’s Facebook pictures and the tabloid pics with the very dashing photographer, so I want details. Every one of them! Your new hair looks fabulous, by the way.”

“Miranda, what a lovely surprise.” I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands. I was so not in the mood for this conversation now. “And how was your Christmas? All the kids at your place this time? And Rodney?” I tried evading her demands with questions of my own.

“Nat, you get laid in New York and you want to know about my Christmas? Are you crazy, girl?” she mocked.

“Who said I got laid?”

“What?” she spluttered. “You want to tell me you were with that gorgeous man for nearly two weeks and you didn’t sleep with him?”

I paused a moment, thinking about the best response to give. This was too long for Miranda’s liking. “Well, either there is something wrong with… wait, don’t tell me he’s gay!” Her voice went up an octave or two.

“I didn’t say I didn’t get laid.” Crap, I've just opened a can of worms.

“Whew, you had me worried for a moment there. Anyway, come to think of it, why isn’t he married? A catch like Nicholas Gallagher – at his age. Don’t think I didn’t Google him. Maybe he has commitment issues? Like George Clooney.” Miranda had a way of answering her own questions, her conversations often very one sided as she jumped to conclusions or tried to analyze things without all the information.

Finally her brain caught up with her mouth. “You did get laid! And you didn’t even call me, your best friend, to tell me about it.” There was a wounded note to her voice.

“Miranda, what? Are we back in high school now? I don’t kiss and tell, remember?” I sighed.

“Exactly my point, darling. We aren’t in high school any more. We are both practically divorced and over forty. So if you have a holiday romance and get laid, it's a very big deal,” she squealed. “I knew I should have come to New York with you. Maybe he is into threesomes? God knows, I wouldn’t mind getting laid by a hunk of a man like Nicholas Gallagher.”

“It wasn’t…like that,” I began to explain, horrified by the picture in my head.

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