CHAPTER THREE
They checked out of their rooms, left their bags with the concierge, and headed to the restaurant.
“Bel!” Stacy squealed as they approached.
“Good morning, you old married people you,” Bella said, giving her best friend a hug and Brad a peck on the cheek.
“Who’s your friend, Bel?” Stacy asked, eyes gleaming with curiosity.
“Stacy, Brad, I’d like you to meet Nathan,” Bella answered. “We met last night at the slots.” She could tell Stacy was brimming with questions, but to Stacy’s credit she reined herself in and said sincerely, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Nathan.”
Small talk was made, and the meal ordered. Then Stacy excused herself to the ladies’ room. The look she shot Bella meant it needed to be a group trip.
The bathroom door had barely closed before Stacy started
