Chapter 82

I laughed. "You're as perceptive as ever," I said. "I know she was."

"You probably supply her," she said.

"Nope," I said, raising my hands in innocence. "That was not me. She has her own source. A damn good one, too."

A brief silence came between us. We both took a sip of wine. She held her glass around the bowl rather than around the stem.

"What are we going to do about this?" Jess finally said.

"About what?" I said.

"It probably was a coincidence that we saw each other," she said, "but you know how I feel about destiny. Fate. All that."

She was superstitious.

"How about we have a couple drinks, and we see if we can't be friends again," I offered.

She scoffed. "Friends?" She paused and let the word linger. "Oh right. Your girlfriend, who just got married."

"That's not very fair,"