“Hold on, girls, give me a sec,” Jacque said.
“Oh, by all means, don’t mind us, the non-voodoo freaks. We’ll just hang out while y’all make out mentally,” Jen smarted off, and Sally burst out laughing.
“That’s a good one, Jen,” Sally said as they bumped fists.
Jacque just rolled her eyes at them. Turning her attention back to Fane, she had a feeling he wasn’t going to drop it. With a resigned sigh, she answered his question.
“Trent is a guy I dated for the past two years. We broke up two months ago.”
Fane was quiet for a moment, and then said, “I’m sorry for your pain because of that, but I will not deny my pleasure in knowing I will not have to convince him it was in his best interest to take his intentions elsewhere.”
Jacque was a little taken aback by his honest comment. “And why
