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eyes light up. “I take back every bad thing I ever said about New Hope.”
    “If the Asher I was dancing with last night is the Asher you’re talking about, then yes, he owns the house next to mom’s. But I don’t think he lives there, or if he does I don’t think he has for long.”
    Lizzy downs her martini. “This is so huge.” She waves to the waitress. “I’m gonna need another.”
    “We need details,” Hanna says, leaning forward.
    “I met him at Krystal’s wedding. He was down by the river and I thought he was a lost wedding guest.” I snort, realizing for the first time why he was really there. “But I guess he was just in his own backyard.”
    Hanna grins. “Yeah, because Mom’s backyard is right next to Asher Logan’s backyard. God, this is epic . ”
    Lizzy waves her hands excitedly, urging me to share more. “So you met at the wedding. And then?”
    “We talked, danced. We ran into each other after the reception was over.”
    “Where? Did Maggie go out carousing?” Lizzy presses her palms into the table. “It’s finally happened. Hell froze over.”
    I roll my eyes. “I hardly went out carousing. He caught me swimming in his pool and…things happened.”
    Hanna wilts. “If you tell me you got to have hot pool sex with Asher ‘Sexier Than God’ Logan, I may never forgive you.”
    “Right, but that’s just it. We didn’t have sex. We messed around, and then I took him back to my place for breakfast and took off my clothes.”
    “And this is a problem because…?” Lizzy quirks a brow. “You’re not thinking of changing your naughty girl ways on us are you? Has Mom’s constant harassment finally broken you? Because, seriously, Maggie—if Asher Logan is in the picture, now is not the time.”
    “No. He rejected me. Told me he wanted to get to know me .”
    “ Oh ,” the girls chorus. Judging by the disappointment on their faces, you’d think they were the ones left high and dry.
    “Yeah. What the hell?”
    Lizzy throws back her head and laughs, a full-stomach laugh that has everyone in the bar looking at us.
    I scowl. “It’s not funny.”
    She’s doesn’t even attempt to stifle her damn giggles of delight. “Yes, yes it is.”
    Hanna nods. “It kind of is, Mags.”
    “It’s not like I go after one-night stands often, but the few times I have I’ve never been denied. Now I know how guys must feel.”
    “Maybe he’s gay,” Lizzy says.
    “That would be a tragedy,” Hanna whimpers.
    Lizzy nudges her. “Don’t be so narrow-minded. Gay boys deserve hot men too.”
    I roll my eyes. “He’s not gay. Trust me. His attraction was physically evident.”
    “Oh, yeah?” Lizzy props her chin on her hands. “How’s he measure up?”
    I groan. “Why the hell do you think I took him back to my place and stripped down to my skivvies while he was trying to get out the door?” If I wanted Asher to distract me, I was successful because I can’t stop thinking about him.
    I smile into my chocolate martini, wondering if the girls would be offended if I tainted “Martini Night” with a beer.
    I am nothing like my sisters. They do things like have makeover parties and martini nights. They ooze femininity from every pore, from their hair to their designer jeans and Gucci heels. Me? I’m all about comfort and practicality. My favorite outfit consists of worn Levi’s and a ribbed tank top, and I’m convinced that heels are medieval torture devices. The girls primp and fuss, and make semi-annual shopping trips to the Big Apple, whereas I have discovered I can make a twenty-dollar dress from Target look damn good.
    “You still got more action than I did,” Lizzy says. “I was trying to hook up with that groomsman. You know, Will’s friend from college?”
    Hanna snorts. “He’s not into girls.”
    Lizzy frowns. “A tragedy.”
    “Gay boys deserve hot men too,” Hanna says, parroting Lizzy’s words right back at her.
    “I guess,” Lizzy pouts. “Did you see