Chapter Three
“What do you know about him?” I asked after taking a sip of water.
She shrugged. “I know him a little, like I know them all a little. Roz has talked about them through the years and I guess that makes me feel like I know them better than I do. I’m older than everybody, of course.”
I watched as Scott grabbed a bottle of beer and took a couple of slugs. He plopped a bit unsteadily next to Felicity, who inched pointedly away.
“You’re looking great.” Scott gave Felicity a leering, boozy grin. “Do you work out?”
She gave him a cold glare in return. “I run.”
Scott snorted. “Running. Of course you do. Hey, do you remember when we were in high school?”
“Vaguely.”
“I always had sort of a crush on you back then.” He grinned again at her over his beer, then quickly downed it.
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