“Wait,” Kate said, pulling the glass away. “No distractions yet. Are you telling me it didn’t happen at all? After the dress and the shoes and the freaking pedicure? Did you even see him last night?”
“No.” Nicole grabbed her drink and took a cold sip.
“That sucks,” Siena said.
“Well, did he at least apologize well?”
Nicole shrugged. “It was okay.”
Her sister rolled her eyes.
“Well, this is disappointing,” Siena said. “I was excited to hear about at least one of us having sex last night.”
“I can’t believe he had to work.”
“I can.” Nicole took another tart sip. “That’s what he does. That’s practically all he does. Miranda warned me—the man’s a workaholic.”
“I was so hopeful.” Kate sighed. “What a waste of great shoes.”
“You weren’t wearing them,” Siena said.
“Well, did you at least get a good guilt trip out of it? Maybe he’ll make it up to you.”
Nicole’s stomach twisted at the irony. Last night was supposed to make up for the last time David had canceled. She was beginning to doubt whether he’d been honest with her when he’d said he wanted a relationship in his life. He’d seemed genuine, but his actions didn’t back up his words.
“Think positive,” Siena added. “So he works a lot—at least he has a good job, right? That’s always a plus.”
“Let’s talk about something else,” Nicole said, stirring her drink and looking at Siena. “How was your Saturday night?”
Siena was just out of a relationship and had been trying to meet people.
“Boring,” Siena said. “I watched TV and had takeout for dinner.”
Nicole turned to her sister.
“What are you looking at me for?” Kate asked. “You know I had no plans whatsoever. Well, besides being your wardrobe consultant.”
“Whoa. Hold up,” Siena said. “Who is that?”
“Where?” Kate turned around.
“In the bar with Kyle and Owen.”
Nicole craned her neck, but it was too crowded to see.
Kate stood up. “Oh. Wow. That’s Alex Breda.” She shot Nicole a look and sat down.
Nicole glanced back again and, sure enough, Alex Breda now stood at the table with Owen and Kyle.
“That’s Alex Breda?” Siena asked. “I haven’t seen him in, like, ten years or something. Is he the middle brother?”
“The youngest,” Kate said. “It goes Joel, then Owen, then Alex.”
“Didn’t you see him at Joel and Miranda’s wedding?” Nicole asked Siena.
“No. I was there catering, not mingling with the guests.”
“Anyway, he’s a lawyer in Houston now,” Kate said.