“She’s right.” Lauren finally spoke up. “It is a good thing. Brody seems like a great guy and more than that, he seems just as crazy about you. Why would you end that?”
“Because she thinks she’s not worthy of him.”
My head snapped up at Alexa, tears stinging the corners of my eyes.
“You think that because your dad left, and Zach left, that Brody will too, and that’s not necessarily true.” Alexa came around the island and pulled my hands in hers, looking straight into my eyes. “Are you gonna marry the guy? Who knows? But you can’t keep pushing people away because you’re too scared to get hurt again.”
“Zach was a dick, Kacie.” Lauren’s blue eyes were glossy, but loving. “His reasons for leaving were his issue, not yours. You did nothing wrong. Same with your dad. Stop thinking it’s you.”
My stomach rolled, this conversation was too much. I needed air.
I pulled my hands free from Alexa’s and rushed to the French doors at the back of the house.
“You running again?” Alexa called after me, freezing me in my tracks. “You don’t like what you’re hearing so you’re gonna go? I’m not at all surprised. This is exactly what we’re talking about, Kacie. Stop running!”
My knees buckled as I dropped down on the couch, pulling my hands over my face and crying. Hard.
Lauren rushed to my side, pulling me in for a tight hug. “That’s enough, Lex, she gets it.”
“I don’t think she does, Lauren. She’s gonna blow the first good thing that has come into her life in a really long time—and for what? For Blaire? For her dad? For Zach?”
I barely heard Alexa’s words over my sobs.
“It was so hard, Lauren,” I wailed in her arms. “I don’t know why he left; I don’t know what I did. I fought like hell, but I couldn’t keep my family together. It gutted me. I can’t do it again, not with Brody.”
I sat up and wiped my hand on the sleeve of my hoodie, not caring one bit that I looked like a feral animal.
“Here.” Alexa walked up and handed me tissues.
“I know you’re right, Lex,” I muttered once I calmed down. “I know I run, I don’t know what else to do.” Tears continued to stream down my face as I desperately searched both of their faces for answers.
“What if you stayed?” Lauren asked sweetly as she reached over and brushed my messy hair out of my face.
“What if he leaves me?” I asked out loud, even though it hurt like hell to say those words.
Alexa sat on the other side of me and put her arm around my waist. “Then we egg his house.”
A tiny laugh simmered in my stomach, building slowly until I couldn’t hold it in any longer. “He lives in a condo, with security.” I sniffed.
“There are ways around security, you just leave that to me.” Alexa batted her eyelashes at me and flashed an exaggerated smile. “But … why are you worrying about what hasn’t happened yet?”
“Because she lives on the Catastrophe Cliff,” Lauren said nonchalantly.
Alexa and I both spun toward her. “The what?” Lex asked.
“Catastrophe Cliff,” she repeated. “Tommy and I learned about it in counseling. Basically, it just means that you are always on edge, waiting for the worst that can possibly happen to actually happen, though more than likely it never does.”
“Oh my God … she hit the nail on the head, Kacie. That’s exactly you!” Alexa’s eyes were wide. “Except you don’t just hang out on the edge of the cliff, you built a fucking house there!”
“Wait…” I turned my attention back toward Lauren, “Why are you and Tommy in counseling? You two are the most normal couple I know … no offense, Lex.”
“None taken, it’s true.” Alexa smirked.
“Premarital counseling. We like going there to talk our stuff out, so we’re gonna continue even after the wedding.”
“Okay, can we talk about the wedding for a while, please?” I sat up straight and cleared my throat. “We only have a few days left, enough about my issues for now. Let’s figure out what we still need to get done.”
The rest of the evening was full of pizza, nachos and gabbing … the best impromptu bachelorette party ever.
Today was the big day.
Not mine, but Lauren and Tommy’s. I was up early, running around my condo like an idiot trying to get all my stuff together. Last night, I was supposed to stay at Kacie’s but she called last minute and said she had decided to spend the night at a hotel with Lauren and Alexa. I couldn’t fault her for that and normally it wouldn’t bother me, but she’s been so distant since the Wild Kids dinner, it just seemed like another excuse not to see me. She blamed it on the wedding and trying to get caught up with school before the new semester started, but something just didn’t feel right. Regardless, I was excited to see her tonight and she did say that she was looking forward to having me stay at her place after the wedding. Maybe I was reading too far into things.
A few hours later as I pulled into the driveway at the inn, my phone chirped. I looked at the text, it was from Kendall.
K: HEY STRANGER, I’D LIKE TO TALK TO YOU. DINNER NEXT WEEK?
I deleted the message without a second thought and gathered up my things from the truck. I walked up on the front porch, surprised to see Lucy sitting on the wicker couch with her hands folded in her lap.
“Hey, kiddo. What’s going on?” I went over and sat down next to her. She had on a pale yellow dress and her normally straight blonde hair was half pulled-up in loose curls.
“I told Mom I wanted to go outside so she said I had to sit here and not move.”
“Well, you look very pretty.”
“Are you coming to the wedding?”
“Yep.”
“Are you gonna dance with my mom?”
“Um, maybe. Would that be okay with you?”
She furrowed her little blonde brow and thought about that for a minute.
“Yeah. My mom smiles a lot when she talks about you. I think she would be happy to dance with you.”
I grinned like a fifteen-year-old kid who just got told in the lunchroom by a friend of a friend that his crush liked him back.
“Hey Lucy?”
Her innocent, deep brown eyes looked up at me and I was suddenly overcome with the urge to protect Lucy and Piper, and their mom. Call it being macho, call it possessive, but these three were mine and I would tear apart anyone who messed with them.
“Do you think I can dance with you too?” I asked her.
A giant grin lit up her entire face. It was her mom’s grin, crinkled nose and all.
She didn’t say yes, but she laid her head on my arm and giggled, so I was pretty sure that was the equivalent of a smiley face on a text from her mom.
“Lucyyyy! Come in here, please.” We heard Kacie call a few minutes later.
We stood up together and she charged ahead of me through the front door. I rounded the corner and stopped.
Kacie was sitting at the kitchen table with her back to me, curling Piper’s hair. She had on a yellow dress, a little darker than the girls and strapless. She was mesmerizing, the silhouette of her sitting at the table taking care of her children was visually overwhelming.