“Ladies,” Mac said now, tipping an imaginary hat. “You enjoy your evening – and Zee, I want a wedding invitation. Mirrie and I will be there with bells on, and that’s a damn promise.”
Zoe laughed and again, Jo wistfully longed for her blonde-and-emerald beauty and sparkle. Zoe was beautiful simply because she was so unaware of her beauty – she was natural and casual and Jo wished that she could just be that unselfconscious. Just be.
“It’s a deal, handsome,” Zoe said. “No date set yet, but you and the Curves men are on the list.”
“Good. Jo, it’s been a real pleasure, hon. See you again?”
“Oh, um,” Jo said, a bit flustered. “I guess… I mean, I can’t see myself ever coming here on my own, so if some of the MC guys show up for a drink, I’ll join them. If they invite me.”
“Well, between Ai
