Leslie was a gorgeous brunette. Her looks were vibrant compared to Judy’s more insipid coloring—or maybe it was simply I didn’t like what Judy had done to the girl she’d once claimed was her best friend.
I plopped myself down beside her. “How’s it going, Les?” I bit my lip when I started giggling. Well, that was interesting. Same old side effect.
“I should go home. I’m not having fun. I mean there’s my former best friend dancing with the guy I love, who happens to be my former boyfriend. I don’t know why I let Bobbi talk me into coming to this party.”
“You don’t think she wants you to see how happy Judy and Johnny are together?” I tipped the beer to my lips and let the liquid slide down my throat. It went down much easier with each sip. I took the bottle away, then covered my mouth with
