Page 120 of Plunge into Obsession

But she had no proof, and I would never confirm her suspicion.

What was more, it didn’t seem like she had been sleeping all that well.

“Are you okay?” I asked, grabbing the makeup sponge from her hand and helping her apply the makeup under her eyes, covering the dark circles.

She looked at me, smiling a little. “Yes, of course. This is your big day, so don’t worry about me.”

“Hey, I’ll always worry about you. What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing, Bee. I swear. Just haven’t been sleeping well.”

“How are the girls?”

She grinned. “Good. They miss you and can’t wait to see you today.”

“Were they shocked when you told them the news?”

“Hell, yeah. Shocked and happy for you… as long as you're happy.”

I nodded.

I wasn’t sure how I was feeling.

Numb, maybe.

And though I didn’t miss the erratic hours working at the strip club, I missed the girls there—save for Izzy. We had never gotten close, and I knew she had a crush on Gabriel. Everyone at the club knew it.

I didn’t know if they had ever gotten together, and I didn’t want to know.

I grimaced a little at the thought.

“I can’t wait to see everyone,” I said.

She squeezed my hand. “You’d tell me if things weren’t going right with you, yeah?”

I didn’t think I had ever lied to her in the entirety of our friendship. And with Gabriel in the picture, it seemed I was doing nothing but lying to Kaia.

“Of course.”

Her shoulders relaxed a little, and we got ready.

I opted for a more natural makeup look, since I didn’t want to look like a completely different person on my wedding day, and I would be meeting Gabriel’s close friends from New York. They should have already landed in New Mexico, but they were staying at a hotel nearby.

Technically, I had met them before, when the club first opened, but I doubted they would remember me since I had been their waitress at the time.

I also remembered Catalina, the sweet girl who didn’t talk but had looked at us with a sort of longing in her eyes when she found us hanging around in the dressing room.

I gave her my number that night because she looked like she could use a friend, but she never contacted me.

Not that I blamed her.

She was probably overwhelmed with everything that went on, and after Gabriel briefly told me about her and her…

Threehusbands, well, I didn’t blame her for feeling overwhelmed.

But this would be the first time I was seeing them as someone other than a faceless waitress bringing them their drinks.

Now…

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