“My. God. He was such a dickhead.” They were back at the palatial mansion that Bridgit’s grandmother had left her as part of her trust fund, and Bridgit was pacing the floor of the living room. The room was massive, the oak walls adorned with hand-carved friezes. When Tonya stood at one end of the room and shouted, it echoed.
“Yes, he certainly was.” Tonya leaned back in her overstuffed reclining chair. This room smelled a lot like the gallery’s warehouse, she realized, with all its dust and antiques.
“I seriously hate his guts.” Bridgit stomped her foot on the nineteenth-century Persian carpet. Tonya winced. That carpet was probably worth more than the Porsche Bridgit drove.
“So you’ve said. Many times,” Tonya pointed out. “In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you had a crush on him.”
“What?” Bridgit looked appalled. “I do not! Of course I’m complaining about him.
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