she didn’t have the deep pockets necessary to fight the big corporation who owned the crane that dropped a deadly load that smashed my parents’ car to pieces. It was a long and ugly battle, and my grandmother had to give up her fight when her money ran dry. She had nothing left on the day of her death other than the New York apartment my grandfather had bought decades ago. It’s the only thing she left me in her will.
“I miss my mom, dad and grandmother so much, Lia. Without you guys as friends, I’d be an orphan alone in New York City.”
“Oh, please. You know I’ll always be here for you. Devin and Lexi are like our siblings. You’ll never be alone. And Candy, please don’t let your loneliness cause you to date another asshole. If you need a little something-something, text me and I’ll buy you a new vibrator.”
I burst out laughing at my friend’s joke.
“Listen, it’s such a beautiful day, it should be a crime to stay indoors today. Do you want to go catch a late breakfast at Vanilla Beans and we can hang out?”
“God, yes. Let’s do it. Once I get rid of this nasty headache, my body will be in dire need of some caffeine and solid food.”
“I hear you, girl. No one should be forced to be sociable before a latte. Why don’t we meet there? We can have a leisurely brunch and then go for a long walk or window-shopping. I refuse to stay cooped up today. How long will it take you to get ready?”
“Great idea. I’m in pretty rough shape after last night, so give me a couple of hours to get ready and to get there.”
“See you at one-thirty?”
“Perfect.”
I hang up the phone and look around at the sorry state of my apartment. Normally, I’d be obsessed about tidying up before leaving to meet Lia, but honestly, for some reason, I don’t give a care in the world. I feed Leo and hit the shower. It’s not as if any lovers are going to come around for a while.
Chapter 4
I arrive at Vanilla Beans at one-thirty to find Lia already seated at a table for two at the back of the cozy eatery. The place is packed with hungry New Yorkers in search of a delectable Sunday meal.
A few years ago, I would never have dared to set foot here. Cozy is my code word for tiny. The tables are nearly touching each other and I’m very cautious not to bump into anyone as I make my way through the restaurant to join my friend. A few years ago when I was at my heaviest, this journey would have been mortifying and I would have insisted on ordering our food to go or I would have selected a place with more maneuvering room.
As I arrive at our table and wiggle out of my spring coat, I catch the gaze of a ruggedly handsome man sitting in the far left corner of the room. I immediately lower my gaze and then furtively look up from under my lashes. He’s still looking my way.
Is he smiling at me? Down, girl. A little over twenty-four hours ago you were dealing with Vince’s drama.
My cheeks burn at the sight of him, but I quickly brush it off. I’m sure he’s only looking my way because a slim hot chick is following me. I smile widely when Lia jumps to her feet to hug me. “I’m so happy we’re doing this. I think I’m going to enjoy our day out.”
“I’ve been here for fifteen minutes and there’s this electrifying energy in the air… and quite a few drool-worthy guys today,” she says with a mischievous smile. “The sun is beaming, spring has finally sprung, the city is buzzing with excitement and something good is going to happen today—I can feel it.”
“I hope you’re right. I wasn’t going to chastise myself for Vince’s sins by staying locked up at home and reliving yesterday’s events,” I say.
“And you shouldn’t. Enough about the fake pilot and his baby momma. I’m starved and I’m ready to order. Hurry and select what you want to eat before the waiter comes around.” Lia is pointing impatiently at the menu in front of me.
As I lower my eyes to figure out