The wedding went well that weekend, but I avoided the gym like the plague. I read through the books I’d picked up from Riley and was less than enamored with the idea of giving up junk food. There was no way I’d give up Charlie’s cupcakes, but I could cut back on the rest.
Maybe.
I kicked myself for not inviting Riley, and Carrie, to girls’ night. I’d have to find some reason to go back into READ so I could ask her if she wanted to join us. Without seeming weird or creepy about it. I just knew they’d fit into our group, and we could always use more friends.
I decided to brave the gym again on Monday, with a trip to the trainers first. I went in mid-morning thinking it would be even quieter. When I’d been leaving the first time the place was nearly deserted and I figured that would be the
