Book 4: Chapter 7

“So, what hospital were you looking to work at?” Lizzie asked, interrupting my thoughts.

I took several slow breaths, trying to pull myself out of the spiral of self-pity that I was heading for. The spark of old Bethany was waning thin, but I reached for it, not wanting to spoil the night for my friends.

“South General,” I answered her excitedly. “I know it’s not a gym but working in the physical therapy department will allow me the chance to help people get back to health.”

I felt a brush of lips on my ear, causing a shiver to race down my spine. “So, I guess private pole dancing lessons are no longer a choice,” Alyssa’s voice whispered into my ear. “That’s too bad. I really wanted to watch as you danced for us.”

Who had told them that I could pole dance? I thought frantically. The only person I had talked about my idea for a class had been… Vie… Trev. God damn it. I refused to turn and look at Alyssa or Kevin, knowing that my face would be flushed bright re