“It’s not Shane I’m worried about. I wasn’t exactly myself last night and when I get that way sometimes things tend to...well, get out of control and I do stupid things.”
“Like sleeping with the man you’re still in love with?”
Shock held Bobbi’s tongue and she inhaled sharply, wincing as the pain inside her head exploded once more.
“How can you say…” She needed to catch her breath. “Why would you say that?” she sputtered. “I haven’t been involved with Shane for years and in case you’ve forgotten, the man is an ex-con. In what world would I ever get involved with someone who’s been in jail?” She groaned as another shot of pain rifled across her forehead. “Besides, I’m engaged! Why the hell would I…”
Bobbi’s knees were shaking so hard they almost gave out. Fuck. How could she still be engaged when she’d…
“You walked out on your wedding, Bobbi. So, tell me again that you have no feelings for Shane.”
“Look,” she exhaled. “I
just had a case of the jitters. There’s no way Shane factored in on any of what went down yesterday.”
“Uh huh. You know what I think?”
Now irritated, Bobbi’s tone sharpened. “No, I don’t want to know what you think.”
“I think that the only reason you got engaged in the first place, is because Shane came back home. And—”
“Shut-up, Billie.”
“And I think that the reason you hurried your engagement along and decided to get married so quickly, was because of—”
“Billie,” she warned.
“Shane. I think you had your version of a perfect life all mapped out and then he came home and screwed it up because the two of you have still have feelings for each other.”
“Oh my god, you’ve seriously lost it. Are you drunk?” Bobbi asked harshly.
“Nope. Apparently that was you last night. I feel pretty damn good if you wanna know the truth.”
“Where are you?” Bobbi asked, an abrupt change of subject, but a smart move when she felt cornered.
“Home, with Dad and Gramps. Why?”
“Oh, I thought you’d be at Logan’s.”
“No, he had a family thing this morning that he couldn’t get out of and I didn’t want to leave Gramps and Dad alone.”
“Where’s Betty?”
“Who knows? After the reception she left with—”
“Reception? They went ahead with it?”
“Yeah, they did which I thought was really nice of Gerry. And can I just say how much the menu rocked? Like, the scallops were divine and those little stuffed mushroom thingies? Heck I don’t know what they were stuffed with but—”
“How’s Gerald?” she interrupted, her lips tight, her face flushed. Would he ever forgive her?
She heard Billie sigh. “Well, for a guy who was stood up on his wedding day and left at the altar, he seems sorta, well….”
“Billie, just say it.”
“He’s devastated. How did you think he would feel?”
Tears sprang to Bobbi’s eyes. How had she let this happen? How could she do this to the man she had pledged to love?