given birth. Her son was kind of the cutest thing in the world. Well, he definitely won in the baby category. Bridget thought back to the morning before when she’d slipped out of Will’s condo before he woke up. The sheet had slipped and she’d gotten a spectacular view of his ass. It was a superlative male specimen and she’d wondered how many squats the man had to do to achieve it.
“She’s not joking.” Chris shook his head at her with a sigh. “She really ran away like a cowardly rabbit.”
Bridget put the tray of crackers and cheese she’d bought at the market out on the table with a thud. “It was not cowardly. It was a strategic withdrawal.”
“It was a massive mistake since your butt is going to feel that at some point in time.” Serena placed Tristan in the bouncy seat and strapped him in. The baby immediately started kicking his legs and batting at the toys dangling above him with a delighted glee. His mother wasn’t so amused. She turned to Bridget. “Did he give you permission to leave?”
“I don’t need permission to leave.” She was a freaking grown-up.
Serena’s head shook. “You signed a contract. I assure you there was something in there about leaving, unless Master Will is a total pushover and I hadn’t heard he was.”
Something about the way she said it got to Bridget. Serena had the perfect life. Two gorgeous men, a sweet baby boy, career to die for, and she didn’t even do her own laundry. “Well, I guess the perfect princess doesn’t know everything, does she?”
Serena’s jaw dropped and she pointed her index finger Bridget’s way. “You do not want to go there. I’ve done nothing to deserve that. You’re the one who’s taking a good thing and tossing it away.”
She was the fuck-up. Again. “Is that what I’m doing? So because I won’t bow and scrape to some Dom, I’m ruining everything.”
Serena’s finger wagged. “You stop this instant. We are not having this fight. You think about it for two seconds. You can’t sign a contract with a man and then bail on him and expect everything to be great the next day. This is what you do, Bridge. This is how things go wrong for you.”
Bridget took a step back, her anger deflating because she was pretty sure Serena was right. Younger Bridget would have told Wiser Serena to bite her ass and never talked to her again, but Older Bridget really loved her friends. “Wow, your mom finger is strong today. It’s all full of judgmental righteousness.”
Serena backed down, a flush staining her face pink. “Sorry. It comes naturally now.”
“Let the hormones flow, ladies. I think I’ll take Tristan and we’ll run away. Let’s run from all the scary estrogen, baby boy.” Chris had taken a seat by the baby as if to ward off all the bad vibes coming from the women.
What the hell was she doing? She was fighting with her best friend because she felt stupid? She had to get over this shit. “I’m sorry, Serena. I’m feeling weird about Will and I’m taking it out on you.”
“Look at Auntie Bridget. She’s pulled on her big girl panties,” Chris cooed to the baby.
She wasn’t that mature. “Dude, I can still take you out.”
Serena held up her hands. “Everyone stop and let’s figure this out. Bridget, why did you leave Will and how has he handled it?”
“Serena is skipping the good parts. No starting in the middle. I want the whole shebang. And by shebang I mean the banging. How was the good doctor in bed?” Chris asked.
Heavenly. Perfect. “Okay.”
They both stared at her.
She could feel herself blushing. “Fine. He was amazing. It was totally vanilla and it was still the best sex I’ve ever had. Are you happy now?”
“Mostly.” Serena sat down and took a sip of her iced tea. They were supposed to be talking plots and promo for their next books, but it never turned out that way. They tended to gossip about what was happening at Sanctum and about Serena’s and Chris’s sex lives. “He
“She’s not joking.” Chris shook his head at her with a sigh. “She really ran away like a cowardly rabbit.”
Bridget put the tray of crackers and cheese she’d bought at the market out on the table with a thud. “It was not cowardly. It was a strategic withdrawal.”
“It was a massive mistake since your butt is going to feel that at some point in time.” Serena placed Tristan in the bouncy seat and strapped him in. The baby immediately started kicking his legs and batting at the toys dangling above him with a delighted glee. His mother wasn’t so amused. She turned to Bridget. “Did he give you permission to leave?”
“I don’t need permission to leave.” She was a freaking grown-up.
Serena’s head shook. “You signed a contract. I assure you there was something in there about leaving, unless Master Will is a total pushover and I hadn’t heard he was.”
Something about the way she said it got to Bridget. Serena had the perfect life. Two gorgeous men, a sweet baby boy, career to die for, and she didn’t even do her own laundry. “Well, I guess the perfect princess doesn’t know everything, does she?”
Serena’s jaw dropped and she pointed her index finger Bridget’s way. “You do not want to go there. I’ve done nothing to deserve that. You’re the one who’s taking a good thing and tossing it away.”
She was the fuck-up. Again. “Is that what I’m doing? So because I won’t bow and scrape to some Dom, I’m ruining everything.”
Serena’s finger wagged. “You stop this instant. We are not having this fight. You think about it for two seconds. You can’t sign a contract with a man and then bail on him and expect everything to be great the next day. This is what you do, Bridge. This is how things go wrong for you.”
Bridget took a step back, her anger deflating because she was pretty sure Serena was right. Younger Bridget would have told Wiser Serena to bite her ass and never talked to her again, but Older Bridget really loved her friends. “Wow, your mom finger is strong today. It’s all full of judgmental righteousness.”
Serena backed down, a flush staining her face pink. “Sorry. It comes naturally now.”
“Let the hormones flow, ladies. I think I’ll take Tristan and we’ll run away. Let’s run from all the scary estrogen, baby boy.” Chris had taken a seat by the baby as if to ward off all the bad vibes coming from the women.
What the hell was she doing? She was fighting with her best friend because she felt stupid? She had to get over this shit. “I’m sorry, Serena. I’m feeling weird about Will and I’m taking it out on you.”
“Look at Auntie Bridget. She’s pulled on her big girl panties,” Chris cooed to the baby.
She wasn’t that mature. “Dude, I can still take you out.”
Serena held up her hands. “Everyone stop and let’s figure this out. Bridget, why did you leave Will and how has he handled it?”
“Serena is skipping the good parts. No starting in the middle. I want the whole shebang. And by shebang I mean the banging. How was the good doctor in bed?” Chris asked.
Heavenly. Perfect. “Okay.”
They both stared at her.
She could feel herself blushing. “Fine. He was amazing. It was totally vanilla and it was still the best sex I’ve ever had. Are you happy now?”
“Mostly.” Serena sat down and took a sip of her iced tea. They were supposed to be talking plots and promo for their next books, but it never turned out that way. They tended to gossip about what was happening at Sanctum and about Serena’s and Chris’s sex lives. “He
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