Becca’s sudden impulse to hug Jameson had absolutely nothing to do with noticing Prandi standing on the other side of the parking lot looking positively befuddled. Really. Well, maybe it had a little to do with it.

Becca ushered Jameson inside, wondering if Sassy had set up that chance encounter.

As Becca sat down next to Jameson, her mind was racing. She almost felt like she was returning to the scene of a crime. “Maybe the third time’s the charm.”

“What’s that?” Jameson said, slightly distracted.

“On our first date, we were too drunk to get past first base. On our second date, we ended up going home with other people. So, maybe the third time’s the charm.”

“Paul is a charmer, isn’t he?”

“Excuse me.”

“Look, he told me everything. I just have to know, how could you sleep with him if you had any feelings for me?“

“I didn’t sleep with him. Is that what he told you? We were too drunk to get past second base.”

Note to self: Becca thought. Choose words more carefully in the future.