Chapter Three Kate“You’re joking, right?” Rebecca asked, gaping at me over her latte. I’d just recounted how my birthday hookup with Hunter had turned from dreamy to disastrous.
“I wish.” I groaned, massaging my temples. Not only could I not get the image of his four-year-old daughter’s horrified face out of my head, but I had a massive tequila-induced hangover. “I probably scarred that little girl for life. Is this what being thirty is like? All the guys have kids now?”
Rebecca put a hand over her mouth, unable to suppress a laugh.
“Come on, it’s not funny,” I said, but her laughter was infectious, and I couldn’t help grinning. “Okay, it’s kind of funny. Or it will be once my head stops feeling like it’s going to explode.”
“What did you do when she saw you?” Rebecca asked, composing h
