Chapter 117: Dixie

DIXIE THUMBED THROUGH THE book, the group's conversation washing over her. Book club night usually energized her. It was a bi-monthly opportunity to be in a room full of women she counted as friends. They'd selected a paranormal book this time, and though Dixie had tried she just couldn't get into it. Hear head and heart were stuck in the real world and no amount of sexy werewolf shifter could fix that.

Shonda leaned over and gestured at Dixie's plate. "Are you done with your dinner?"

"Oh, yeah. Thanks."

"Something wrong?" Shonda's gaze narrowed.

"No."

Shonda stared at her for a moment longer. She wasn't fooled and Dixie knew it. If she could put Shonda off another week or two she'd be able to talk about Benji without crying uncontrollably. At least that's what Dixie was hoping.