Page 8 of Reuniting with Lucy

“Lizzie!” Lucy yelled. The bar hadn’t opened yet, so it was empty. Lizzie was probably in the back doing inventory or billing. She emerged with a sheepish look on her face.

“What are the odds?” Lizzie said.

“I’m going to kill you.” Lucy stalked toward her sister, who threw up her hands in surrender.

“How was I supposed to know he’d see me and freak out?” she said. “Why didn’t he confront me?”

Lucy blew out a breath in frustration. It was no surprise they’d both come to the same conclusion—that Jack had seen Lizzie smooching some guy and mistaken her for Lucy. Getting mad at her sister wouldn’t help anything. What was done was done. She plopped down on a barstool.

“What am I gonna do?” she said, putting her chin in her hand.

“You mean about Curtis?”

“No,” Lucy said. “I mean the situation with Jack. I have to work with him almost every day. Honestly, Curtis did not even enter my mind. Ugh. What does that say about me?”

“It says maybe you’re still hung up on someone else. You want a drink?”

“Lizzie, it’s not even noon.”

“It’s five o’clock somewhere,” Lizzie said. “I texted Emma and Kate. We’ll make mimosas and help you figure it out.”

A second later, two more sisters burst through the door.

“We came as soon as we heard,” Kate said.

“Guys. It’s not like anactualemergency,” Lucy said. Although, was that true?

“Are you kidding me?” Emma said. “This is huge.”

“We were just discussing Curtis,” Lizzie said, raising her eyebrows.

“Whew. Good thing you’re notmarried,” Kate said. “Can you imagine?”

“What are you talking about?” Lucy said. “I’m still marrying Curtis.”

All three sisters stared blankly at her.

“What?” Lucy said. “You think I shouldn’t marry him?” Her head spun. She thought dealing with Jack was her only problem. Now her sisters were making her doubt marrying Curtis.

“What doyouthink?” Emma said. “That’s what’s important.” Emma was the most diplomatic of the bunch.

“You gotta drop that loser and take a shot with the hottie,” Lizzie said. She was the most tactless of the bunch.

“What? Does everyone hate Curtis?” Lucy asked.

Dead silence.

“So, I’m rereadingTo Kill a Mockingbird…,” Kate said. This was something they did to get out of awkward conversations with their parents—change the subject to a classic novel. They didn’t do it to each other!

“Don’t pull that crap with me,” Lucy said, pounding her fist on the bar.

“Hate’s a strong word…,” Lizzie said. “But I mean…”

“Poor Curtis,” Emma said.

“It’s not that we don’t like him,” Kate said. “We just don’t like himfor you. He seems like a great guy, but will he make you happy?”

Lucy started to protest but stopped. If she dug deep and really analyzed it, they might have a point. She did love Curtis but couldn’t deny her doubts about the quick engagement. Jack reentering her life certainly didn’t help. He was distracting her from everything.