“It’s okay—I’m not so good either.”

“Thank you, but no thank you. I’m fine right here.” Shane rolled her eyes.

“Bridget—would you like to join us for drinks?” Shane smiled, and Bridget nodded.

“Sure,” Shane looked at Alice and leaned towards her.

“You don’t have to sleep with the woman. Just have fun—have a conversation or two. I know you’re devoted to Tasha, and I know you don’t want to jeopardize that. I want you to enjoy yourself, and she would want you to do the same thing.”

“All right—I’ll enjoy myself.” Rich came with the drinks, and the women turned around. They grabbed their glasses and raised them up. They threw their heads back, and Alice took a bite out of her lemon. Shane bit into one and turned towards Drew. Drew grinned, and Shane kissed her. Drew ran her fingers through Shane’s messy mane and kissed her back. Bridget looked at Alice and smiled. Alice shook her head and grabbed her bottle. “Don’t even think about it.” She took a drink of her second beer.

                A few hours later, Alice sat in a booth as she watched Shane and Drew all over each other. She looked at her watch and it’s ten till midnight. She was getting restless, and she was ready for bed. Her buzz was killed when Bridget began to talk about her on-going battle with her ex. Alice shooed her away by telling her to go home to her ex and talk to her. She felt like a shrink to the woman as Bridget cried on Alice’s shoulder. She wanted to kill Shane for leaving her at the bar for thirty minutes as she and Miss Drew went off to the bathroom. Alice just wanted to get out of her clothes and sleep. She’ll start another lame, useless day at home or work waiting for that day for Tasha to come home. She leaned over towards Shane and tapped her shoulder. Shane pulled away from Drew’s lips and turned towards her friend.

“Hey—I’m heading home,” Alice grabbed her purse off the table.

“Do you want me to give you a ride home?” Alice shook her head.

“It’s okay—I’ll call a cab. You stay and have fun.” Shane smiled softly.