Vanessa scowled. "I don't want to ever see Kiki again. And Dino …" Vanessa thought about it.
"That bad, huh?" Charisma asked.
Vanessa shook her head. "He's cute. He's tall and has dreds. He's talented too. He arranges all of our music and plays every instrument imaginable."
"Hmmm. Are you trying to hit that?"
Vanessa stopped rubbing her eyes. "No."
Charisma scowled. "When are you going to get back on the saddle, Vanessa? You can't still be waiting for that man in prison! He dumped you. A killer in prison dumped you!"
Vanessa couldn't believe that her friend was talking to her like this. Where was this coming from? It was way out of line—not to mention that it hurt her feelings.
"You got a lot of nerves Sheryl." Vanessa hadn't used her friend's given name in years. "You're not exactly the poster child for romance. The last guy you dated had a girlfriend and you knew all about it. So don't tell me."