“You’re right. I never felt like this about Joseph.”
“I think you two have what all the rest of us want. As long as he makes you happy, I’m good. But if he does anything wrong—”
“I know. You’ve made your threats clear.”
“Good. Now, do you mind if I order a pizza?” she asks.
“Go ahead.”
I go to the kitchen and refill my wine as my mind continues to race. Deep down, I know Cody is the one for me. But I’m still scared. I return to the living room to find Connie frowning.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“This damn dating app only seems to match me with losers. I don’t understand.”
“Like who?” I scoot closer to see her phone. “Show me. I need a distraction.”
She laughs, then points to the screen. “Well, like this guy.”
“Oh, he’s cute.”
“Yeah, that’s about all he’s got going for him. I asked him what he enjoyed doing, and he saidbreeding ferrets.”
“Well, that’s not too weird, I guess. People breed dogs and cats. What’s wrong with ferrets?”
She scrolls and then clicks on a photo. When it comes up, I spit out the sip of wine I just took.
The photo shows a man on a bed, wearing only his underwear as he stares into the camera, trying to look—I suppose—sexy. But there are ferrets all over the bed with him.
“How many does he have?” I ask.
“Currently? Thirty. That’s because he sold the other eighteen.”
“Oh my god. Do they sleep on the bed?”
“From what I can tell, they have free rein.”
“But don’t they poop everywhere?” The thought makes me shudder.
“I asked about that. Do you know what he said?”
I shrug.
“‘That’s why I wear socks.’”
“Oooh. That is so gross.”
“And he was the best one,” she declares.
I bark out a laugh. Then I remember what Cody said when he left Rover’s card. “Now I’m really sorry you didn’t meet Rover, but I have good news. Cody gave me his number and said to give it to you too.”
I walk over to the kitchen drawer where I tossed it that night.
“He did? Wait. You mean amonthago?”
I grimace. “Yeah. Sorry. I forgot.” I sit back down on the sofa and hand her the card.
“Did Rover want you to give me his number or Cody?”
