“Yeah, the good-looking, smart guy living across from your apartment.”
Sonya sat back in her seat. Good-looking? Daniel? Well, okay, this was Maura speaking. Her idea of a good catch was Patrick Hunter. But Audrey? She hadn’t known her long but she would have thought the girl had better taste.
“You know what I think your problem is?” Maura asked. “You’re jealous.”
This time she didn’t stop the bark from escaping her mouth. “Stop, you’re going to make me nauseous.”
“Possessiveness can do that to you.”
“I’m not possessive of Daniel,” Sonya exclaimed, jumping to her feet. “Another ridiculous comment like that and I’m leaving.”
“Be my guest,” Audrey’s dry voice said as she appeared out of nowhere and dropped into the seat beside Maura.
Sonya’s face went soft all at once. Her friend was still very mad at her. Actually, she was kind of surprised. She didn’t think Audrey had gotten a chance to get to know Daniel in such a short time span. So why was she acting as if Sonya stole her man?
“Audrey,” she began, her eyes beseeching her friend. “You still can’t be angry about last night. For pity’s sakes, it’s only Dan—“
Both women shot looks at her. Sonya bit her lip and continued. “All right, I was an ass and inconsiderate. It’s just he’s my neighbor. I’m not used to him being a part of my personal life.”
Maura made a loud sound. “You’ve only talked about him nonstop for the past year.”
Her eyes darted toward Audrey who was staring into her styrofoam cup of steaming hot coffee. She must have ordered it to go, believing she wouldn’t stick around long.
“Because he’s a nice guy.” She attempted to explain, then stopped and frowned heavily at her friend. Even if she wanted, she couldn’t get Daniel to ask Audrey out. Hadn’t he just finished telling her that morning she wasn’t his type? She was distracted momentarily by the thought of what he considered his type.
Sighing, she reached over to Audrey and placed her hand over hers. “I’m sorry. Really. It’s just that, well, Daniel’s different. He’s an educated, decent, wholesome, G-rated type of guy. He doesn’t smoke, drink or party. Hell, he doesn’t even swear. His idea of fun is going to a cyber-convention.”
“Wow, you’re right.” Audrey laid on the sarcasm. “No husband material there, and forget about a father figure.”
Sonya bit her lip. Her friend was absolutely right. How could she be so inconsiderate? Daniel was the nicest guy she knew. He deserved an equally deserving woman. Not one as the likes of her. However, Audrey deserved a better judgment of character. “I suppose nice guys are hard to come by.”
The girl’s face began to soften. “You’re not shy, Sonya. You can get any man you want. For me, it’s a little more difficult.”
“Don’t say that,” she implored. “You are absolutely gorgeous. Any guy would be lucky to have you as his girlfriend.” Then grinning added, “Stick with me kid, and we’ll have them lining up.”
Audrey’s face broke into a smile and she even produced a short laugh. Sonya felt a wave of relief. Nevertheless, even knowing her friend forgave her, Sonya felt horrible about what she had done. No matter what it took or cost; she would make it up to Audrey.
Maura looked from one woman to the next, then proclaimed, “Oh for goodness sake’s, Sonya! The men have just been banging down our doors, have they? That’s why we’re both nearly thirty and still single.”
All three women broke into laughter and the same comradeship came over them once more. The rest of the hour returned to their usual lunch-time powwow with Sonya piping in at one point over the debate between the red dress or buying a new one for her date with Tristan. Maura excitedly agreed the red dress was the perfect mix of seductiveness and