Chapter One
“What a day!” Lauren shook her umbrella and stomped her feet. “It’s pissing down out there!”
Samantha kicked out the chair on the other side of the table. “Come on, it’s not that bad.” Sometimes her BFF could be so negative. “Anyway, you know what they say about April showers.”
“Screw the May flowers.” Lauren tossed her bag onto the chair and hooked her umbrella over the back. “I’ll just grab a coffee and be right back.” She paused, smiled for the first time. “Want anything?”
“No thanks, I’m fine.” Today probably wasn’t going to be the best time to tell Lauren about her doubts. Samantha sipped her latte and looked around the busy coffee shop. Were any of these men faithful? That one over there in the corner, for example. The one with the wedding ring. He was definitely on the make, judging by the way he’d looked at her when she came in. Her gaze drifted around the room. Maybe she was being unfair. Just because Cody was acting suspicious didn’t mean every man in Vancouver was cheating. Take for example the guy sitting at the bar in front of the window. He had his nose stuck in some sort of electronic device and his hair looked like it hadn’t been cut for six months. He probably–
“So what’s up?” Lauren lowered her lanky frame onto the chair. Samantha looked fondly at her friend. Perhaps lanky wasn’t the right word to describe her. She was tall and rather elegant when you got right down to it, but she was so darned prickly! It took very little to send her off on a rant that could last for minutes. Her friend was definitely a take no prisoners kind of gal. Maybe that’s why they got along so well. Opposites and all that.
“So, we’ve got that wedding next weekend?” Lauren cradled the coffee cup in both hands, staring into it as though it had offended her in some way. “Do you realize Ashley’s only the third girl in our class to get married?”
“I hadn’t thought about it, but that’s a good thing. It wasn’t that long ago that girls got married right out of high school.”
“Yeah, well that’s because they were knocked up, or wanted to be.”
“You’re awful, you know that?”
“I know, but I’m just telling the truth.” Lauren took a sip of coffee and for a moment her face softened. “It is a good thing though, being independent. I hope she’s happy.”
“It sure sounds like her parents are sparing no expense for the wedding. Imagine booking an entire hotel for the guests. I’ve never heard of anything so extravagant.”
“A brilliant idea, though. I think Zach and I will take them up on their offer of a room. That way we won’t have to drive all the way back from Whistler. I looked up the place on the net and it’s très exclusive. Right on the waterfront and everything.”
“I guess we’ll stay too.” Samantha sighed. “If Cody and I are still together, that is.” So much for not unloading.
Lauren narrowed her eyes. “Has that idiot been screwing around again?”
Samantha lowered her head. “I don’t know. I don’t have any proof, but there are so many times I can’t reach him, and his excuses are beginning to sound like...well, like excuses.”
“I told you he couldn’t keep it in his pants. I told you that from the beginning.” Lauren set down her mug with a bang, sloshing coffee on the table. “He’s not good enough for you, Sam. Think about it. If he’s sleeping with other people, he could bring home something that doesn’t wash off.” She grabbed some napkins and started mopping up the spill. “He’s such a loser.” She tossed the sodden napkins in a nearby trash receptacle.
“Speaking of losers,” she said without missing a beat, “did you see who’s sitting in the window?”
“Who?” Samantha was reeling from her friend’s outburst. Lauren was probably right about Cody, but her thoughts on STDs was more than a little unsettling.
“Freddie. You remember...Freddie
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