“I don’t know why you do when you have Stash. Doesn’t get any better than him,” Lani said.
“Really? He’s all yours.” Emmy retreated to her room and closed the door. She stretched out on the bed. I know it’s not true. I know you do love me, Buddy. But why did you say that? And ‘flashy’? Come on, you know it’s for my work. You humiliated me on TV. Why? She laid her head on the pillow and pulled the bedspread up over her. Buddy’s words stabbed her chest like a dozen knives. Tears filled her eyes. She closed them and fell asleep.
Paula shook her boss lightly at seven o’clock. “Time to get ready.”
Emmy stretched and yawned. “Okay.”
“To the showers, lady,” Paula said, pulling down the spread and holding out a terry robe.
Emmy smiled at her friend. “What would I do without you?”
“Aren’t you
