Today's excerpt is from Second Chance by Suzi MacDonald.
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“So did you do it?” Deb handed me a cup of tea. Weak with lots of sugar, just the way I liked it.
“No,” I moaned. I lifted the tea to my lips and took a cautious sip. She always made it too hot. My hangover was kicking in now that I had time to think about it and with it came a flood of recollection that made me squirm.
“But we came close. If Jake and Marcie hadn’t come back when they did…” My whole body flushed just thinking about it.
Deb rolled her eyes. She hitched herself up on to the stool next to me at the breakfast bar and waited for more. It was a beautiful morning and the sun from the kitchen window turned her naturally blonde hair to gold. Her blue eyes sparkled with amusement but there was a hint of sympathy, too.
“It was Teige. He looked so good. And he looked at me as if we were still seventeen. He called me Zani and I wanted to be her again, Deb. The way I used to be. Not plain old Allie Brown.”
“But Allie Brown is who you are,” she pointed out. “Thirty-eight-year-old mother of twins and respectable member of the PTA.”
“And deserted wife,” I added.
She looked at me as if I might break. She knew that’s why I was here. Because I had been broken for a while. But now I felt…better. The word came to me like a revelation.
“He made me feel young again, Deb! He doesn’t know any of the bad stuff. He thinks I’m just the same.”
“But you aren’t,” she pointed out again.
“I could be. I could still be Zani. I certainly was last night… Remember how I used to be, Deb? Before Jon and all the married stuff? When I was with Teige last night I felt wild. Really. And it felt good.”
She put down her mug and looked at me with a mixture of fondness and exasperation. “Maybe you need to get it out of your system.”
“What do you mean?”
She shrugged. “It happens. Women who come out of long term relationships can go a bit, well, wild. So maybe you should date Teige for a while and just enjoy yourself. He can be your rebound guy. No commitment required.”
I turned this over in my mind. “Is that what you think I’m doing? Rebounding?”
“Bound to be. But if Teige’s as hot as you say he is…” she smiled. “It’s one in the eye for Jon, right?”
“R-i-ght…” I said.
“And look at you,” Deb continued. “You’ve lost so much weight–you look amazing!”
Not hard to do when your heartbroken stomach refuses to keep anything down.
Deb leaned in and her eyebrows lifted meaningfully. “Just as Manda’s starting to pile it on, no?”
Slowly realization dawned. “You think I should go out with Teige to make Jon…jealous?”
“Wouldn’t hurt,” she said with a grin that bordered on malicious. “Just to remind him what he’s given up.”
I must have looked dubious because she went on, “You did say you wanted him back.”
“That was weeks ago,” I muttered.
She shook her head. “Think last week. The day you got here. We finished that bottle of wine and you said–”
“I said I wished nothing had changed.”
My hungover mind refused to deal in subtleties and I just shook my head. Carefully.
She shrugged and took a long sip of her tea. “So, have you arranged to see him again?”