The Other Side of Someday by T. K. Leigh Read Free Book Online Page A

added. “Steven was about fifteen years older than I when we met. He had a great job and only grew more and more successful during our marriage, giving me the freedom to do whatever I wanted. You can understand what a shock it was when the lawyers went through his estate and I was told about all these properties he owned, of which I had no knowledge. But it didn’t matter. His will left everything to me. I evicted all his pieces of ass and sold the houses. Occasionally, I see one of them when I have an appointment with my money manager.”
    “Why? Does she work there?” I asked, thinking how awkward that must be. Everyone chuckled.
    “Not exactly. She works at the coffee stand in the lobby of the building. It’s tragic, really,” she mused sarcastically. “Having to go from living in a six thousand square foot luxury home in Beverly Hills, getting a manicure and pedicure nearly every day, and not having to work to barely making minimum wage and living God knows where. I’m usually not one to take pleasure in watching someone’s downfall, but like I’ve always said, karma’s a bitch. Yes, Steven cheated, but carrying on with a married man is just as bad in my eyes.”
    I nodded. I could sympathize with what she went through all too well. I didn’t love Will, so ending our marriage didn’t completely destroy me, but knowing he had been unfaithful wasn’t easy to overcome. I couldn’t help but wonder whether I was the problem. It took me a while to realize I wasn’t to blame. We just didn’t have the spark that would keep the flame going.
    “So, Baylee,” Lacey said a short while later as we all took a small break after Darren performed a particularly amusing rendition of “Total Eclipse of the Heart”. “Have you had time to explore LA yet?”
    “Not really,” I answered, taking a sip of some much needed water. My mouth was incredibly dry from consuming more glasses of wine than I could count. “I’ve only been here for two days.” A small grin crossed my face. “I’ve just been settling in, taking my dog on walks…” I trailed off, my cheeks flushing red with the memory of bumping into Sebby…literally.
    “Hmm,” Marcel said. “Is there a reason you’re blushing right now? Did you already meet someone?”
    Biting my lower lip, I nodded. “But it’s not like you think. It was probably one of the most embarrassing moments of my life.”
    “How do you mean?” Lacey asked as everyone leaned in closer to me.
    “I gave him a bloody nose.”
    “You what?!”
    “My first morning here, I was taking my dog for a walk and was in desperate need of coffee. As I was walking Sport—”
    “Your dog’s name is Sport?” Darren interrupted.
    I rolled my eyes. “I didn’t name him. If I had, he’d have a good name like Max or something. You know. A dog name.”
    “So, as you were walking Sport…?” Sophia urged me to continue.
    “Right. So I was walking Sport in Palisades Park, enjoying my new surroundings, when he bolted away from me and I lost my grip on his leash. Before I could react, he ran toward another dog and started humping her, even though he’s fixed. As I was trying to pry Sport off the other dog, I bumped into her owner’s face pretty hard and gave him a bloody nose. God, it was so embarrassing.” I buried my face in my hands. “I had been in LA for less than twenty-four hours and I could already be charged with assault.”
    “But…?” Marcel smirked, able to sense there was more to the story. The truth was, I wasn’t sure what else to tell them about Sebby. I wasn’t sure what our story was. Was I looking forward to running into him again tomorrow morning? Of course, but I wanted to keep that to myself.
    “Nothing really. We had coffee together, then ran into each other again this morning. We have a plan to run into each other again tomorrow.”
    “Mmm-hmm…,” Marcel said, taking a sip of his wine. “And you’re sure you don’t want to do more than just ‘run