Chapter 22

“Of course they would. Just ask Stella’s

mother,” Claire said, turning from Alex to Stella with the last

remark and smiling.

“He’s an asshole,” Alex said.

“That’s all I am to him,” Roderick said,

looking at Leticia.

“My ex-husband called me a pussy once,”

Claire said. “Of course it was because I screamed and ran off the

tennis court when a ball hit me in the thigh. I wasn’t getting

bruised in couple’s tennis just to impress his boss and his bimbo

of the week.”

“That was me,” Stella said. “And I dated him

for at least a month. Anyway, I told you. I didn’t mean to hit the

ball at you so hard.”

Claire rolled her eyes at Stella, and Stella

laughed.

“It’s different,” Alex said. “You really

don’t know what this guy is like.”

“Neither do you,” Georgiana said. “Go out

with him. He could be nice, and he came here to see you.”

“That’s true,” Roderick said, who was now

getting sympathetic looks from the entire book club except for